I just realized this today. I remember more of the mistakes that I had made more frequently and vehemently than any good thing that I had done. My head is full of so many mistakes that I've made that it feels like that's all I do. Make mistakes. It's not like I can't remember any good thing that I had done. It's just that those good things are just pebbles being skipped through a lake whereas my mistakes are giant boulders. I'm still beating myself up for things I've said to people years ago even though they've already forgiven me.
I know I need to stop this, but I'm not sure how. I wish I could erase the bad memories.