Falling isn’t failure

Throughout my life I have felt judged for what I did, what I didn’t do and sometimes for things I didn’t even think I was involved in. Notice above the words “I felt” which was my perception of what was going on. Which may have had zero basis in reality for anyone but myself.

I am taking a course online (what’s new, I am always learning something) and I was so sure that I was going to fail this complicated chapter with allll this memorization but then took the exam and got 80%. Sheesh what the hell was I waiting for?

This makes me think of my life in general, am I so sure that I am not going to “pass” that I am not doing things? I think so… but what the hell am I so worried about?

If the measure of a person is not how many times they fall but how many times they pick themselves up, dust themselves off and start again then I am a success in spades….