I'm tired enough to admit I'm wrong

You know what I'm really bad at? Being wrong. I mean, I'm really awesome at it actually. I'm wrong all the time. I'm just, awful at admitting, accepting, learning from, and moving on after wrong. And all the other crap that goes along with that. When I'm arguing or even just discussing, I twist things that have no merit into a nonsensical yet sometimes plausible argument, and then I dig in. And I stand my ground. I am not wrong. Ever. It's part of my competitive-ness flaw thing. My issue now is, what happens when I know I'm wrong, very wrong, and the wrongness has to be admitted? What happens when the nonsense I twist up doesn't turn out plausible, after, of course, I've already dug in and stood my ground? How do I take a step back?

Cause today I actually learned several things. The first is that I was wrong about the Circus. And when I create and co-direct a Circus and solve world hunger doing so, mine will be different--I will not wear face paint. Two others are more important. Any after that I'm too tired to remember and record them. But all of them included me being wrong. And all of them included me therefore not knowing where to go thereafter.