You cannot possibly know whose life you will impact by being kind to yourself when you are imperfect, when you have been wrong. You do not know the courage you silently lend, the wordless permission you give someone else to experience grace, simply by being compassionate with your flawed self.
It is also from that gentle place that we are able to begin to repair harm when we have wronged others. It is only from a place of kindness and respect for ourselves that we can truthfully say to someone else, “I was wrong. I am sorry I harmed you. I will do better,” without making our shame the focus of our apology or making someones else’s forgiveness a requirement for our efforts to do better.