I was running around sweating and stressing, deathly afraid of the finger being pointed at me.
But once I stopped and took responsibility for my actions I calmed instantly.
Although I was still nervous about being punished I felt like I had done the right thing.
I owned up to what I was guilty of and come what may.
I think some people have become so terrified of being punished that they’ve lost sight of doing the right thing.
Instead of doing a brave thing in a stressful situation that they can be proud of they throw others under the bus.
