Guilt, like an anchor on my soul

Today I did something really stupid, selfish, and mean. I messed up (accidentally) in a big way, and then I preferred to cover my own ass than be honest about it. It has not caught up with me yet, but I fully expect it to. At this point, I am unable to correct the wrong. I simply have to wait and see if they take action against me, which I fully deserve. I wish I had just swallowed my fear and pride and tried to “fix” it from the start, but I chose to ignore it and walk away. That selfish and cowardly decision may have cost me much more than I would have endured otherwise. I write all this not to get sympathetic comments nor “helpful” advice. I am putting this out there as a testament to the flesh that I still give in to daily and its crushing pain. I am telling you all to be as honest about your mistakes as you can, for I regret DEEPLY this occasion on which I was not.