The moment you can laugh at your own tripping-on-the-stairs moment, the day gets lighter.

Embarrassment gets heavy because you keep replaying it from the outside, as though everyone else were still watching. They are not; they moved on within the minute. The moment you can laugh, you have stopped being the audience for your own small disaster, and the weight it carried was made almost entirely of that watching.

Try telling one recent embarrassing thing out loud to a friend this week. Saying it turns it into a story instead of a secret, and stories are much lighter to carry. That works for the small ones; the bigger ones deserve more room than a joke.