I have feared failure for a long time. Blame it on the upbringing that pretty much implies you have to succeed at everything you try. I remember failing my very first exam. A Geography test in Year 7. I got a quarter out of 8. Yes, a quarter of a mark. It got better. In the term exam, I got 7 out of 30. I failed twice in the span of a few months.
Much to the anger of my mother.
You see, for Indian families, failing is not an option.
But funnily enough, that failure brought about a change. My mum continued to
nag encourage me to study harder and sat with me day in and day out trying to revise material with me. Until I finally snapped. And was assertive enough to tell her that she needed to back off. And I could study on my own. She grudgingly gave in. And I passed my next test. With a 7 out of 8!
Failure scared the crap out of me. But it motivated me to work harder.
As an adult here, I got fired from a part-time job when I was a student. It was at a take-away store and apparently, I wasn’t fast enough. I cried. I had failed. But it wasn’t the end of the world, To be honest, the pay was crap and the owner pretty shitty.
And I think that’s what people don’t understand.
When you fail at something, it’s not the end of the world. It is an opportunity. An opportunity to learn. To grow. To do something different. Failure just teaches you that there is another way to solve a problem. If anything, it makes you more resilient. And pushes you further towards your goals. Failure is a pit-stop en route to success.
Once we get rid of that fear of failing, we do become more accepting of failure and open to learning. To get there though is hard. And sometimes, I think we need to make ourselves fail deliberately. To just show ourselves that the world doesn’t end.
That life goes on.
Are you afraid of failing?
Until next time,