There was one year...I got myself into a funk thinking about the things I should've accomplished and hadn't...by the ripe old age of thirty. I laugh at myself now to think of the depression I allowed myself because I'd not done what I thought I should've by my thirtieth birthday. All those years ahead of me to keep on keeping, and I wanted to call myself an abject failure. But I got over it.
I'm not saying don't look back, but don't do it with regret or with the idea of embracing failures. If you can look at the supposed failure and gain something from it, then you're a success. Another cliche from a recent song I totally love is - breathe in, breathe out, move on. Get the idea?
The only true failure is to do nothing at all. So, as my daddy used to say, "do something even if it's wrong."
I'll end with one more favorite line from an Eagle's song: "Get over it!"
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