In general, society demonizes failure, leaving us feeling judged and jealous of those who have succeeded where we fell short. However, my perspective on failure changed when I connected with a counselor who saw failure differently.
Suddenly, I noticed that my “failures” could be celebrated instead of criticized. The counselor taught me that failure is vital to growth, teaching me to adapt and improve – significantly, especially if I changed my time scales. Those who can’t handle failure only sometimes experience true success.
Despite this newfound understanding and a transformed mindset, I still failed. But I stopped beating myself up and embraced failure as a catalyst for growth.
So, here’s the point: I am not ashamed of my “failures.” I talk about them, learn from them, and embrace them.
Life is long, and we’re meant to love. All lessons are learned from love or the lack thereof. My countless failures continue to pave the way for my taste of success – but what is success anyway?
Instead, I pursue a thread and follow it among life’s changes. The same applies to anyone who has achieved business success, found the ideal relationship, grown spiritually, or excelled in any endeavor.
Many “success stories” will tell you that success and failure are not what it seems. Keep pushing, keep going, keep growing. I care about my losses as much as my wins because they intertwine. My path toward success will be lined with many big and small failures.
And even though this post is meant to inspire you. It’s just as much me waving a white flag truce with myself: I will fail forward and acknowledge my progress.
