Perhaps failure in college, class, career, or other things.
I flunked out of college. I was undiagnosed ADHD and my major was something that I genuinely have a passion for. But wasn’t able to discipline myself to go to classes regularly. I don’t think I would have done well in that field anyway.
It didn’t really hurt me though, I ended up in a job that underpaid for too long until I got proper medical treatment for my ADHD and depression. Now I make a decent salary in a field that works well for me.
I love what I learned and would love to learn more, but the structure of college was something that was extremely tough to work through.
Hey, this is my exact story, including the undiagnosed ADHD, dropping out of college, the dead-end wage slavery for way too long, and now having a decent paying job that isn’t what I went to school for, but that also doesn’t kill my soul.
Except: I have an epilogue!
I still don’t have a degree, but I never stopped practicing my art because I am simply incapable of stopping. It’s what I do. I recently got a side gig that was my absolute unrealistic pie-in-the-sky dream job when I was in college, working for the very creators that inspired me to choose my major in the first place. College wasn’t what got me there. It was passion for the artform, introspection/therapy to develop a more forgiving and accepting attitude toward myself, and sheer perseverance. I spent the first 18 years of my adult life thinking failure and dead ends were all the universe had to offer, but I kept trying anyway (mostly to spite that hostile universe in a ‘fuck you, kill me yourself’ kind of way).
It’s not over until it’s over. You don’t know how your story ends. Keep trying. If someone says you missed your chance, fuck 'em. They can’t see the future any more clearly than you.
College was a fucking mess. It took me 14 years on and off to graduate and wrecked my finances.
But I fucking finished it.
Then I had trouble getting a job in my field and I worked retail for years and it sucked. But I eventually got a job at the front desk of the permit office at the city, and everything started coming together. Within 6 months I got a major promotion. A year later another, smaller city approached me, etc.
I am now making good money in a field I love. My coworkers are great, people respect me, and life is getting better all the time.
Because while I may have stalled several times, I never fucking quit.
Did three years in the feds. Damn near ruined my life but I worked hard and became an essential employee at a company that was willing to hire me knowing my past.
I wanna say I’m blessed or some shit but in reality I fucked up bad paid the price then fixed it with the help of good people.
Heck no! That sounds awful. /s
But seriously, when you read this, in your heart, you immediately knew I was bullshitting.
Everyone fails.
As Picard said “It is possible to do everything right, and still fail. That is not a tradgedy, it is life.”
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.
I fail at socializing every day. Only to try again later and fail again. You can only get yourself back up so many times.
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.
Constantly, I don’t, I’m a failure.
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.
I failed a professional certification. I learned from my mistakes, took it again a year later, and passed.
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
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!
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I had a six-month-long marriage. My ex-wife was not a nice person and everyone else could see it almost immediately, but I was swept away by how determined to be with me she was. It felt so good to have a woman who was attractive, successful, and very, very interested in me. Too good to be true, as it turned out. I’m not sure exactly what was wrong with her - something like borderline personality disorder? Once I committed to her, she became very jealous and would go from sweet to angry frequently and with no provocation. Although she only ever yelled at me, I was scared of her.
I’ve made mistakes in my life that were good for me because they were learning experiences. My marriage wasn’t one of them - I wish that it had never happened. However, I did still learn from it:
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Don’t look down so much on people who make obvious, foolish mistakes. You might end up as one of them. I didn’t think I was the kind of person who would ever get divorced but here I am…
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Admitting that you made a big mistake feels terrible, but the real problem is the big mistake, not the admission of it. I was a fool to be married for just six months, but I would have been a bigger fool if I stayed in that marriage longer than that. I’m still ashamed that I married my ex, but I’m proud that I had the courage to leave.
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Time does heal wounds. All my hopes and dreams about the future with her were garbage, my judgement was no better than that of a daytime talk-show guest, and my humiliation was known to every single person who was important to me, since they were all at my wedding. Then years passed, and while I still haven’t spoken to some more distant relatives simply because I don’t want to explain that I’m not with my ex-wife any more, I have in fact moved on with my life.
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Just keep going comrade