Embracing Failure: A Journey of Rejections, Resilience, and Fearlessness

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I'm at the point where I know that everything has an end—whether it's of your choice, completely opposite, or anything in between right and wrong. But everything must die. Every atom is decaying; some circumstances make them radioactive, and their decay is noticeable, while others decay silently. All I have to do is make peace with myself.

I'm at the point where I enjoy failure, rejection, and the turning of the tables. Smoothness is boring. Challenges, rejections, and disappointments from the people around me are the most exciting things that happen to me. I like every path that breaks me more and more because I want to learn more about this world and myself. I want to see the world in greater depth. I don’t want to win this time—I want to succeed in moving on. I am pushing myself out of the box through bushes, fire, woods, and storms—I just want to cross this road of life with pride.

I want to have wounds of pride rather than live the life of a coward. I'm accepting every seemingly suicidal path. I will not waste my energy defining failures; instead, I will embrace them and hang them as badges. I am fearless. Even the fear of failure can't stop me. I want to look into the eyes of failure just to ensure it routs me this time. Hope has taken a new shape. Hope is smiling after every downfall and standing again, smiling. Losing the game is the real toast.

This time, I want to take the rough and imperfect part of the path and cross it to embrace the imperfection. I have exhausted myself running against the perfection and smoothness of the path. What if you can come out of this alive, only to die one day anyway?

Location: North America

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