In a recent journey of self-exploration, I began to uncover at least one negative impulses that tempts me to give up on life and on trying to do things right again: the fear of failure, the fear that no matter how many times I try, I may never get it right.
In truth, it’s a pretty lame fear to base actions on. The fear of death or injury are definitely fears on which to base actions on because the consequences of death or injury are in and of themselves painful. But I see no reason for failure to be painful in and of itself. Failure seems to be nothing more than a state of not having succeeded at a particular endeavor.
One may argue that failure would mean that the time/energy/money you invested in the endeavor have gone to no use. However, rarely do we find that the time/energy/money invested in an endeavor has gone to absolutely no use. It is true that it may not have contributed to the endeavor to which we invested it, but it in all probability may have contributed positively to some other positive endeavor to which we did not originally intend.
Makes me think of Edison remarks. On being discouraged by an assistant from trying further to find a suitable element for the light-bulb filament after 500 trials, Edison remarked that rather than having 500 failed experiments, they now had 500 experiments that proved conclusively which elements would not work.
What if the only investments required are some more focus, energy, and time, all of which you have at your disposal at present? I have these at my disposal right now. If I succumb to the fear again, I know that I will get no where. But if I try again, I may at least stand the chance of succeeding. So what will it be? Sure failure, or another possibility however small of getting it right this time? I’ll take the latter.
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