Ok? Okay.

 It's okay to not be okay.

I fucked up.

Maybe it was a small fuck up;

Maybe the consequences are minimal;

Maybe the consequences are temporary;

I can't un-ring the bell.

I can reflect;

I can see the signs;

I can choose different response in the future.

I learned not to fuck up this way again,

But I might fuck up again, different.

I have to be okay with that possibility.

Maybe the consequences are temporary;

Maybe they are permanent.

I accept that possibility.

It's okay for something not to be okay.