I was cleaning up my Google Drive and saw this, written in November 2015. I must’ve submitted this to Thought Catalog, as a follow-up to this post but it ironically failed.
Sharing it here now because you just might need it. 🙂
Embrace failure. Welcome it in your arms like a lost love. Make it a home in your heart, a dwelling place so sacred you’d let nobody touch it without permission. Look at it with eyes wide open. Feel it cut its memories right into your bones. It won’t be easy to keep still. It will be a ravaging storm wanting to break free.
Failure comes in so many forms. It can be broken dreams, a devastating loss, shattered hopes. It can be a passion project you’ve spent your life on, rejected in seconds. It could be the love of your life choosing to marry someone else. It could be the lack of rhythmic coordination that makes people say you’ve got left feet. It can be that hollow gut-feeling of being never worthy, always rejected, and simply not good enough.
It’s the slap you want to avoid.
But failure never reveals itself early on. It’s veiled within the music of hope, hidden within the notes of success. Then, at the final crescendo, just when the bridge comes in, it starts humming its real impending doom. And the curtains descend. The waves crash the shore. Our sand castle dreams washed without trace…
Or did it? Really?
Despite its treachery, such pain, the way it sucks all the life and hope out of your fragile beating heart, failure is the foe that isn’t so. You look at it with disdain, yet it’s the secret weapon you didn’t know you could wield against the world. Against the world that expects you to succeed at every path you choose to take. A world that often blinkers you on the prize, rendering you desensitized against the wonderful journey surrounding you.
A world that tells you to have this, be that, and failure is not an option. But it is. And it should be.
Failure is the necessary dip in our roller coaster of a life. It’s the punch that showed you how strong your core is. It’s the scar that taught you the power of determination. It’s the detour that turned out to be the right way. It’s the loss that showed you who you still have, will always have, regardless of distance, no matter where life takes you.
Failure teaches you balance. Failure makes you realize that you only have two hands. Failure sheds light on that which you hold onto, is actually wounding you. And maybe, just maybe, it is time to let it go.
Failure makes you pause. It gives you time to think where you’ve gone wrong. It’s the bitter medicine you need to take so you can heal your soul. So you can be reminded that you aren’t invincible. That in life, humility is what makes us beautiful.
Failures make us human enough to accept that we are not perfect, that we are incomplete. Yet in failure’s imperfection, we finally become whole.