Try this for a second. Picture a friend telling you about something that didn't go the way she wanted — a hard exchange with her partner, a short-tempered moment with a coworker, a plan that fell apart. She looks disappointed in herself. Would you look at her and say, well, you clearly weren't trying your best? Almost nobody would say that to someone they love. Worth asking why it feels so acceptable to say it to ourselves.
For a lot of women, this reframe is genuinely hard to accept — and it's worth naming why. Often it traces back to somewhere much earlier, a time when a mistake wasn't treated as a single moment that needed correcting, but as evidence about who you were. Not "that didn't go well," but "you're the kind of person who gets things wrong." When that message gets absorbed early enough, it stops feeling like a thought and starts feeling like a fact about your character. That's shame, not reflection — and shame doesn't respond to logic the way an honest mistake does. It can sit underneath this whole reframe, quietly arguing against it, insisting you couldn't have been doing your best because there's something fundamentally lacking in you to begin with. If that voice feels familiar, it's worth getting curious about where it first learned to talk that way — because it almost certainly wasn't built from your own experience of yourself. It was handed to you. Which also means it can be put down.
None of this is about lowering the bar or letting yourself off the hook. It's closer to the opposite. When you stop spending your energy litigating the past, you have more of it left over to actually build something different going forward. The reflection still happens. The noticing still happens. It just gets aimed at the right target — not what's wrong with who I was, but what do I know now that I didn't know then, and what do I want to do with that.
You are already enough, even on the days you're still figuring out what "better" looks like. Every day carries its own version of your best, built from whatever you had access to at the time. That doesn't disappear just because a wiser, more informed version of you shows up later to look back on it. Both versions get to be right.