“Try again. Fail again. Fail better.” ~Samuel Beckett
Success may be the human imperative, but it is failure–and the way we deal with it–that makes us human. All people fail. Unless they have somehow managed to scare themselves up a genie and gotten themselves the perfect wish life (and how often do THOSE end well, hm?), at some point you’re not going to succeed. Chalk it up to bad luck (I do, often enough), or self shortcomings, or the world itself come to get you, but it’s a fact we can’t change.
One can take the news gracefully, or they can take it with their own hair clenched so tight in their hands they’ll be bald within the month. Think you’ll rock the bald and proud look? If not, then start working on those breathing exercises. Failure is natural precisely because we are human. We don’t see every potential outcome, particularly going into a new scenario, and we certainly can’t plan for everything. In time, experience will allow us to broaden our knowledge for preparation, but experience is itself built on a mound of failures.
As they say, people don’t learn from success.
Failure, however, builds a hunger in us. Embarrassment, certainly, but also a burning drive not to repeat that embarrassment–to overcome. It hones our mind to a purpose, and allows us to grow as individuals. Without failure, we would be less as people. And it hurts, I know, but people hurt. We feel pain.
Unless we’ve indulged a bit too much in the morphine. (Ending now, before this metaphor gets too out of whack.)
“If you shut your door to all errors truth will be shut out.”