No one teaches you how to fail. It just happens to you.
And even if there was a course that could help prepare you for what it feels like to fall flat on your face...
it's still not the same as actually falling flat on your face.
Failing leaves behind scars.
Scars are sexy.
I've learned to embrace mine.
So much so, I marked my most recent failure with a tattoo running down the entire left side of my back.
I get a lot of compliments on it. Even without telling people the story behind it.
So next time you see me, you can check it out and say
"That's a really nice work of fail you've got there"
It's ok. It doesn't hurt anymore.
