Mistakes Were Made But Not By Me Novels & Stories

Whatever this was—whatever almost happened—it would stay right here, contained in one reckless night I didn’t intend to repeat. Surely, I told myself, it was just a moment. A lapse in judgment. A mistake I wouldn’t make twice.

my head ached as I tried remembering the awful events from last night. “I bumped into my fiancé’s wedding, we had a little argument then I found myself here,” I said and the doctors and nurses faces turned blue showing a sign of remorse for me. “Last I checked, I’m here for me to get better, not to get pity from people who barely even know me!” I snapped. “It was a bad experience and no one deserves to be treated that way but you need to calm down and tell us how you feel and the series of events before that one,” the doctor explained and I kept mute for a while before looking him in the face.

He looks miserable so I go and grab his handsome face in my hands staring into those beautiful eyes, "What's done is done, don't beat yourself up over this okay? I've learned that people make mistakes all the time. The thing is, we don't know we're making A mistake, While we're making The mistake! But wisdom is gained by learning from the mistake made and not making it again!"

I shook my head slowly. “No,” I whispered again. But this time, it wasn’t denial. It was realization. A very cold realization. I had been a mistake. And now… He was fixing it.

I went to work like I always did but I was barely functioning. My head was so out of that that I made lots of mistakes and fucked up countless times. The people under me became confused because usually, I was Mr. Perfect, always getting the work done, never making a single mistake. But that was a front I put on to get by. Truth be told, I made countless mistakes every day. I get documents wrong and sign the wrong things, but I always get it fixed before anybody would notice.

So, I could do the only thing I could. " How did you notice them? I asked carefully. All those ' accidental mistakes' were supposed to be subtle enough for others to miss, but ultimately, they would lead to a complete disaster. I was the only person who could fix them. At least, that was what I thought. " They are hard to miss," Nathan shrugged his arms, closing my laptop. " Like I said, it is nothing major. Mistakes like that happen when you are overworked." Nathan placed my laptop on the bed and stood up, about to leave, but then he turned around and glanced at me again. " You don't seem to be upset about those. As if you knew about them very well."

I believed that no matter how smart the person was,a mistake would be made and that would be where victory would set in. No matter how perfect the person was,I believe in a mistake being made.

‎ ‎"I know I hurt you." ‎ ‎"Yes." ‎ ‎"I know what I did was wrong." ‎ ‎"Yes." ‎ ‎"I've been thinking about everything." ‎ ‎I folded my arms. ‎ ‎"And?" ‎ ‎"I made a terrible mistake." ‎ ‎There it was again. ‎ ‎A mistake. ‎ ‎I looked away. ‎ ‎I didn't know why that word bothered me so much. ‎ ‎Maybe because mistakes sounded accidental. ‎ ‎Like spilling coffee. ‎

“Yes, I do.” “Look, the point is that she's still your mother, okay?” Tayo said bluntly, gesticulating with his left hand. “Granted, she has wronged you badly, but to be sincere with ourselves, we've all made terrible mistakes one way or the other. We've all messed up somehow in our lives, but do you know what makes us differ after we've messed up?” “I don't know. Tell me.”

I stepped forward, gasping. "No," I replied. "I refuse to repeat the same error." Her head was cocked. She grinned broadly. "Who said you made a mistake?" Then— The world fell apart