We talked about radical acceptance today. I came home and took a really long nap because my cat kept me up all night. I woke up to an email from my professor about an assignment that I hadn’t yet turned in. I had completely overlooked the assignment because I recently had a friend pass away, and I truly thought I was caught up on everything before I traveled for the funeral. Rather than freak out and get really anxious about not turning in my assignment, I did the assignment, turned it in, and apologized for turning it in late and why it was late. I don’t have the usual sense of dread in my chest. I’m not worried about if my instructor is judging me for not turning something in on time. I accept that I made a mistake and can’t change the past. This is seriously a huge deal for me.