Yesterday I wrote about the relationship between failure and success. I suppose there are those few among us who have never experienced failure; for the rest of us, it is part of life.
On one bleak day, when the rejections had piled up and my courage and energy were waning, I decided to give up writing. I decided I'd try something else (becoming a special ops soldier came to mind). And then I realized that writing was a part of me. I could no more give it up than I could give up one of my children. (Yes, I've considered that before as well.)
Have you ever decided to give up something because the failures had become too frequent, too painful? Did you go through with it? If so, don't beat yourself up over it. We have only so much time, so much energy, and we can't do everything. If you decided to keep trying, what caused you to change your mind? I've been on both sides of the fence.
Joy for today: stumbling from failure to failure.
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