I had a flu this week that took wind out of every sail in my body/soul/spirit, and am struggling really hard to get back from it. At such times feelings of being useless and a failure are ripe to strike like a virus too. When I get just the tiniest bit of mental energy back I’ll have to fight it, but for now I just have to acknowledge the feeling of being knocked down in the fight.

Both of these concepts are so completely subjective. Probably every single person has a different sense of each of them. I wonder if the concept of failure should be eradicated from the psyche. There is really only learning, figuring things out, getting wiser and developing richer character from any experience. But maybe that is pie in the sky thinking. Maybe failure is a harsh reality that happens; it sucks, it hurts, it can kill, and there you go. There it is. Reality.

Then again maybe success is the ability to never acknowledge failure.