Had a good wallowing, thinking my life was over. Then slept on it. But yeah - just a refusal to let whatever it was be the end. And to continue not for others but for myself.

I failed a professional certification. I learned from my mistakes, took it again a year later, and passed.

I fail at socializing every day. Only to try again later and fail again. You can only get yourself back up so many times.

If you aren’t failing you aren’t really working/learning.

Life is entirely built on failing, learning, moving onward, and doing it all over again. Every day.

If you are stressing out about failing, you are focused on the wrong thing.

I’d bet real money that the majority of stupid/unbearable/boring people you meet in life are the sort of people that never learn from their mistakes.

Yer gonna fail. It’s happening right now. Learn something.

Failed college when I was around 18 or so. I wallowed for a bit, but eventually I developed a really strong drive to learn. I may have been dumb, but that doesn’t mean I couldn’t be smarter if I tried.

Long story short, I joined the Navy to go back to school to get my degree and now I have a fantastic job that’s beyond easy.

But that drive to learn new stuff cannot by quenched now. I want to learn everything!

The last time I failed at something at it being 100% my fault, was when I had to turn in a report on a fictional hotdog stand. It was a report about how you keep it clean and stuff. I had gotten it ready and was all set for turning it in. So while eating lunch at i suddenly remember that I had forgotten. So I call the school and they say ‘tough luck’ and that i have to wait an entire month to try again.

Well, it turned out i could just turn in the same report, but I got an entire month extra up prepare, and defend it on the same day as my classmates. I never really understood how any of that worked.

So long story short, nothing bad happened

Sure, we fail.all the time. While I haven’t been fired, I’ve been laid off twice, I’ve quit places, I’ve caused fires that gave me debts, I’ve realized I grew up in a cult and probably harmed people while doing so.

I’m going to paraphrase a book series I enjoy:

What is the most Important step a man must take? The next step. No matter how bad it gets, taking the next step is the most important.

In spite I push onward.