You’re rewatching your fumble in slow motion. Everyone else saw it once, at normal speed, and moved on.

Your worst moments get replayed by exactly one person. Everyone else saw them once, from a distance, with their own concerns running, and by evening the memory was gone. Meanwhile you have watched it forty times at reduced speed, adding detail that was never visible to anyone, and the repetition is what makes it feel significant.

When the replay starts, remind yourself how little you remember of other people’s mistakes from last month. Then give the memory one useful pass, what you would do differently, written in a single line. After that, it has nothing more to offer you.