I like to pretend that I can do no wrong. I also like to pretend that it isn’t just pretending. But it is, and on occasion it becomes glaringly apparent. At such times I like to pretend that it was a simple mistake, easy to fix. Sometimes it is. Usually not.
This is where spanking is helpful. It breaks this cycle, forces me to acknowledge that it is time to stop, rethink, and change.
Change is difficult, but it is a part of life. Spanking doesn’t make that part any easier, but perhaps it puts me in a better frame of mind to accept it.
Acknowledging Imperfection 
For me spanking is cathartic
For me as well, if it is properly done. It takes time and patience (and pain, in many ways) to get to that space, but it is well worth visiting on occasion.