The Paper to my Rock

In my toddler years, my dad told me not to fear failure.  I struggled with the thought, perceiving him as someone who had accomplished so much and is persistently good at everything he does.  I can’t even beat him at ping pong!  I simply couldn’t accept such advice from someone who probably knew nothing about failure.

I tried my best at everything I did in life but never once was I naturally gifted at anything.  It had sunk in that I was bound for failure.  I confronted my dad about this and he smirked.  “Everyone is bound for failure” he said, and i realized that the more failure you can tolerate, the more experience you are ultimately able to gain.

As someone who already has enough “W”s on his belt, I didn’t feel like giving him the satisfaction of being right.  So I told him that with all the mistakes I’ve been making, I had better be in line for a big Win someday, and if I don’t, I’ll be sure to recall this moment and tell him that he was wrong for once.

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