Lectures, at any age, nobody likes hearing them. Sometimes we think we know it all, then we make our mistakes and hate when others correct us on it.
I for one have made many mistakes in my life and I like to think that I learn from them in my own pace. It may not be right at the moment, tomorrow or a month from now, but many times I look back and think to myself, “what the fuck was I thinking?”.
Which comes to where the question lands, what do I always avoid?
The confrontation, the awkward sitting down and having someone else tell me how things could have gone differently if I had made alterior choices. So many times I just exist there, rolling my eyes, and nodding with a “yes, I know” or an innocently “it won’t happen again.”
That doesn’t mean I’m not listening, and it doesn’t mean I don’t agree with you, it just simply means, everything you’re telling me now, my self conscious has kept up with reality. I am good, and eve though my actions may not always show it, I’m smart, I’m just a work in progress.