Definition: I was feeling abashed when I realized my mistake during that interview.

In that moment, I felt abashed. My mind was jumbled with memories, emotions and thoughts that had been swirling around for months. My heart was heavy, filled with the ache of a past that still haunted me deeply. My eyes were wide open as I looked into my reflection in the mirror, trying to make sense of all this. I had always felt like an outsider, someone who didn't quite fit in. But here I was, walking down the street, looking lost and alone. How could anyone have been so disappointed? Wasn't that what happened to me too? That I couldn't understand why people were still holding onto such a bad memory from their past? My heart felt like it was beating out of my chest, heavy with the weight of the shame that had consumed me for years. I knew that this was something that I would have to work through eventually, but for now, it felt overwhelming and disorienting. But as I walked down the street, looking at myself from a distance, I couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over me. It was a feeling that came with time, when you've let go of something that's been holding you back for so long. And though it felt abashed and disorienting, it also felt liberating. For the first time in months, I felt like myself again, free from the shame that had consumed me. And as I made my way home, feeling a sense of relief wash over me, I knew that I wouldn't have to hide who I was anymore. My heart felt lighter and brighter than it ever had before, knowing that I could now embrace every moment with abandon. As the sun began to set behind the city lights, I took a deep breath and looked into my reflection once again. I smiled, feeling a small glimmer of hope for the future, knowing that at least one person out there would find me interesting enough to reach out and connect with. And though it felt abashed and disorienting at times, it was all part of the journey of self-discovery.