Life has a way of opening a new door just a little, just enough so you can peep though the crack and see what success and happiness lies beyond and you let hope take root in your heart, only to slam it in your face so hard that your skull is cracked open and your nose starts bleeding.
Every once in a while, you come across articles about failure aimed to inspire and motivate. Lincoln’s life sucked for ages until he became the president. Colonel Something had to knock on a gazillion doors before he founded KFC. But what about all those people out there, who work tirelessly day after day only to keep on having doors slammed in their faces? Is failure the stepping stone to success only for a lucky few? What if you’re not one of the lucky few?
Maybe the idea that perseverance pays off, that if you try, try and try again you will eventually succeed is just something people invented to make themselves feel better. Maybe parents didn’t want their kids to get disheartened when they fail their first test. It’s certainly true that more efforts lead to better results, but not always to success.
When you work your hardest for something and still fail, it feels like life’s telling you that you just weren’t good enough. You didn’t make the cut. When you get rejected after an audition, they always say don’t take it personally. But how can you not?
Picking yourself up after failing is one of the hardest things to do. It’s even harder for those who have failed so many times they’ve just become used to it by now. If you’re such a person, all you can do is take comfort from Samuel Beckett’s immortal words and move on: Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.