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Do I embrace failure? No! I absolutely don’t embrace failure. There’s nothing for me to hide regarding that. I do not like failure, I don’t even want to be partial friends with failure. If I had it my way, I’d not fail at all, ever. Failure and I do not get along. I don’t even want to wave to failure on the street. If failure were to cross my path on the sidewalk, I’d surely try to run the other way.
What does this say about me? Who knows. What I do know is that failure = bad, terrible, awful, horrific, fearful! Failure, me? Nah, no way (not in my alternate reality anyway).
Yep, I sure do. Sometimes I laugh about it, sometimes I cry, sometimes I shrug it off, sometimes I fret and obsess over it. Although failure does equal all that I just mentioned (bad, terrible, awful, horrific, fearful), it happens. Like that saying that was once popular, “Shit Happens”. That’s what failure is, it happens. And when it happens, it just is. No matter whether I fret and obsess over it, cry, laugh, shrug, or curl up in a ball and wish the world away, failure happens – and it happens to me.
When there’s failure though, I have two choices. Or maybe three. I can ignore it and wish it away. I can learn something from it. Or, frankly, I can lay in it.
Which choice resembles embracing it though? Well, if you ask me that’s subjective. See, if I ignore it and wish it were to go away, does that really mean that I’m not embracing that it happened? Maybe it simply means I’m working through the fact that it happened and that I would like things to be different or that it didn’t happen.
If I learn something from it, most would say that I’m embracing it. Maybe not though, maybe I really wasn’t sure how to do something so I was essentially “doomed to fail” and therefore learning something about it might actually be the opposite of embracing said failure.
What about laying in it – or succumbing to the failure? I can see how most would think that choice isn’t about embracing failure either. But, can’t it be possible that succumbing to the failure of something that quite possibly wasn’t good for me to begin with is embracing that failure?
Although my initial reaction to the question, “Do you embrace failure?” is a resounding NO! capitals and all, maybe depending on the situation and the frame of mind with which that failure occurred, I actually embrace it. I can give a great many examples.
How about that relationship I was in for more than 6 years where I was repeatedly abused. Then there’s the relationship after that one where I used it as a catalyst and practice ground for other changes in my life and my perspective/thinking of myself. What about when I moved states away and took a risk, then another, and another and then moved back to my previous state and had the most beautiful birth experience I could have imagined surrounded by very wonderful and loving people alongside my best relationship, that with Hun.
So, you see, depending on the day or the situation I can say I embraced failure, that experiencing the failure was a process, or even that the experience wasn’t a failure at all.
With that in mind, I ask you, do you embrace failure?