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I've had my share of successes and failures. My colossal failure happened at the age of 25 when there was no Twitter or Facebook to spew any emotion or gain affirmations. I had friends, family and maybe Dale Carnegie yapping away in my brain. My failure was devastating and life changing. I even lost the love of my life over it. If there is a way to simplify the point I want to make, it will be by saying this: How you're affected by your failure is directly proportional to the size and scope of the failure. Someone might seemingly brush it off with a smile in public and a shirt that says: I survived failure! Another might quietly go through the process. I don't care about the facade they do or dont display. They are both affected, they are both curled up on the floor at night, of course, again, depending on the size, scope and importance of their failures.
When you burn your finger, you can't deny it.
1 year, 1 month ago on Why failure matters
Dude, you rocked your point, (no, really!) although your skinny jeans point might fall on deaf ears with the Hipster community
1 year, 2 months ago on The False Loyalty of the Echo Chamber