One of the hardest parts of being a Stoic is knowing when you have fallen short of virtue. It not simply a matter of guilt or pride but a knowing that you have forgotten your principles and have done some vile deed.
When I was in a moment in which I had forgotten my principles, distracted by the hustle of the day I allowed my self to give voice to frustration with another person. There was a time when I would have given no thought to this but now it hangs over me in shame.
I cannot linger in shame however, and a new day is calling me so I will answer and try again. This failure stings in me but it must be used to prevent future failures.