If it wasn't what I believed was the right choice, it was the wrong choice.

If it wasn't something I believed in, it was wrong of you to believe in it.

If it wasn't the right response I would give, it was the wrong response that you gave.

If it wasn't the right answer I would've said, it was the wrong answer that you said.

If it wasn't the right thing that I would do, it was the wrong thing that you did.

If it wasn't the right advice I would've gave, it was the wrong advice that you gave.

I have always believed that my right was your wrong.

I don't know when I began to think I was so entitled; so entitled to judge your decisions and believe they weren't as good as my decisions.

I don't know when I became so confident in myself, especially in situations when I shouldn't have been.

I don't know why I judged when I didn't deserve to.

I don't know why I looked down on you when I should've looked down on myself.

I don't know how I have managed to make it through life as far as I have without realizing this about myself earlier.

I'm not sure where I went wrong.

I have been selfish and I have been inconsiderate.

I have been assertive and dishonest.

I have been fake and I have been untrustworthy.

But haven't we all? We've all been put in a situation at least once in our lives that calls for complications. I don't have all of the answers, and I know that no one else does either. It's hard to be right, because more often than not, we're wrong. We're all wrong. But for the first time in my life I am able to put my pride aside, look myself in the mirror, and admit to myself that I will be wrong more times than I will be right. I have been put in situations that put my character to the test and push my buttons, which ultimately makes me question what my motives are at the end of the day.

Being able to admit that I'm not always right only makes me able to see other's perspectives more clearly. It puts me in other's shoes, even when I don't want to be. I am able to see from different points of views and how others are affected by the decisions that I make, the views that I have, and what I believe is right or wrong.

I'm okay with being wrong. It makes me realize that there are more answers than the ones that I have. There are more answers than the black and white, but also all the ones in between; the gray.

I've learned overtime that it isn't easy, especially for me to admit when I'm wrong. No one likes to admit when they're wrong. The feelings that overcome you is a whirlpool filled with guilt, regret; you feel dumbfounded and unworthy. No one wants to feel those things. Those are the things that keep us up at night. And it certainly is easier to block those thoughts out, make yourself feel better, and ignore them all together. But I'm proud of myself because I refuse to do that.

I guess with age and being exposed to so much that I have been as a millennial and growing up in this very confused world, it has been frightening as well as a privilege to learn so much about myself as everyone's emotions are at an all-time high in this generation.

I'm a hell of a lot more than the poor adjectives that I used to describe myself as above. I'm a lot of good things as well, and in knowing that, I think that makes admitting the wrong things about myself that much easier.

Reflect on your life, and chose to be better because of all your wrongs, not your rights. Being wrong is beautiful. If we had all the answers, all the time, where would we have room to learn? I've been wrong plenty of times before, ruined others because of it, ruined myself. But because of those mistakes I am able to do better next time. Maybe next time I will be right.

I'm okay with being wrong.

Are you?