Maturity

I had reached a point in my life where I thought I was so much more mature than those around me. I suppose I could have realized at the time that that was a very pompous attitude to have. And perhaps just when it was at its height it came crashing down with a serious reality check.

We all make mistakes, and making a mistake in and of itself does not constitute some level of immaturity. However when you look at your mistake and see that it was such an immature thing to do then you know that perhaps you werent where you should have been. I had that realization here a while back.

Now I am at a loss. I would like to say that it was a one time deal and I can count on it never to happen again. I do truly believe that to be the case. But how can I justify that claim. I know in my heart what I will do, but how can expect others to believe that I am anything more that just another immature teenager. I suppose part of maturity comes when you learn to live with the mistakes that you make. Perhaps there is nothing you can do to make people forget them, but you must also realize that there is nothing you can do to change them. As for me, I have always felt that there is no need to dwell on those things that you cant change. You need to extract whatever lesson can be learned from them and then move on.