We sometimes find inspiration in the unlikeliest places: family and friends. You may be surprised, but sometimes it’s hard to look at the ones you love most and acknowledge failure. As a child, I hid my bad grades from my mom. I didn’t openly tell her, “look ma’ I got a D!”
And the feelings that resonate with failure: hurt, fear, self-doubt, not only going through my mind, but what if it’s going through theirs? How can I receive inspiration when it is them I want to inspire.
It’s hard to keep going, it’s hard to try to live while skimming the surface of who you are.
Don’t do it. Let go.
During my most recent down-turn, I realized that it is because of my family that I must keep working at improving my mindset. Failure is defined by me. No one else. So in light of my recent failure, I turned to a friend. A friend I’ve never met face to face, but one who knows a different part of who I am. The writer in me.
And she told me all the things I needed to hear, all the things I believed in myself, once upon a time, and reminded me that I deserve better.
So, my partners in crime. YOU deserve better. Make that your mantra and define it as you will.
