Your superpower is being okay with rejection. You think of yourself as a failure. Not in a bad way. Not in a way that detracts from your self esteem. Instead, it grounds you. You see failure as a catalyst for change. You've been changing all your life. You've worked 27 different jobs. You liked all of them. You're 55 now.
Today, it's laundry day. You made a mistake. Your red sock got into the white laundry, and now everything is pink. Your day is ruined. You mope around your house. It's not a great start to your Sunday.
The worst part is that your friend from high school has a birthday party today. All of your other clothes are dirty. You don't have time to wash another load. It's time to go to church. You never miss mass, especially not for a pink shirt.
You put on your new soft pink polo. It's not the look you wanted, but that's what you get for trying out this minimalism thing you saw in a documentary. Most of your old wardrobe is gone after that one.
You head to Church. You normally go to confession before Church, but today wasn't your day. You made it just in time for mass. As you entered, the greeter holding the door said, "Hey! Looking good." Jeff has known you for a long time. Long enough to know that it was a laundry mistake.
You think that maybe it's not so bad. You miss the white color, but this one isn't so bad after all.