You’re A Failure Until You’re Not.

All too often you’ll hear someone ask you “what you would do if you knew you couldn’t fail”.

Maybe it was a motivational seminar you were attending or maybe it was just a close friend over a cocktail. Thy asked you that question knowing that it would stop and make you think — hoping that the answer would fill you with courage and inspiration.

It’s meant to have you question your limitation. To muster the will to keep fighting.

But the question is misguided. It doesn’t go far enough.

The question shouldn’t be what you would do if you knew you couldn’t fail but rather “what are you so passionate about that you would do it knowing that you will likely fail”.

What is worth it for you that much? What means so much to you that you would continue to try knowing that you will most probably fail?

That’s measure of inspiration. That’s when you know that you’re unstoppable.

When you do what you’re doing knowing that ultimately you’re going to fail. In spite of your wits and your charm and your efforts.  Despite your blood, sweat, and tears, you will not become a winner. You will not achieve the success that you so desperately want. To continue on knowing this is the measure of a man possessed. The measure of a man on fire.

The hard truth is that you’re destined for failure right now.  That’s the reality you may not want to face.

You’re going to be a failure until you’re not.

You’re going to lose and keep losing until you stop losing. That’s not fluff. That’s not frills. That’s the truth.

If you’re going to be successful, you have to do what you’re doing knowing you’re likely going to fail more than a few times.  You’re going to have to work knowing that your failure isn’t just possible, it’s probably.

You have to work like a man possessed. Work knowing that failure is all you will achieve until you change that.  Most of the time, it’s not what you’re willing to do that will make you successful. It is what you’re willing to do without until you get there.

You will have to do without enough sleep. You will have to do without enough money or fame or a pat on the back.

You might have to spend more days losing then winning.

But it is those days of losing and wanting something more for yourself that ultimately change the course of your history.  It’s the bitter taste in your mouth that makes you long for sweetness. It’s the pity and fear and pain you feel the drives you to keep fighting for something better.

We’re all failures until we’re not.  You have to want to change what you are in order to change what you become.

That’s the truth about success. You gotta want it. Really bad.

0 Replies to “You’re A Failure Until You’re Not.”

    1. You bet, Cynthia. So glad that it made a difference. I was thinking about some of these issues relating to life and happiness and success — and I started to think about how often success becomes evident (when I least expect it)…

      Dan

    1. You bet, Cynthia. So glad that it made a difference. I was thinking about some of these issues relating to life and happiness and success — and I started to think about how often success becomes evident (when I least expect it)…

      Dan

    1. You bet, Cynthia. So glad that it made a difference. I was thinking about some of these issues relating to life and happiness and success — and I started to think about how often success becomes evident (when I least expect it)…

      Dan

    1. You bet, Cynthia. So glad that it made a difference. I was thinking about some of these issues relating to life and happiness and success — and I started to think about how often success becomes evident (when I least expect it)…

      Dan

    1. You bet, Cynthia. So glad that it made a difference. I was thinking about some of these issues relating to life and happiness and success — and I started to think about how often success becomes evident (when I least expect it)…

      Dan

    1. You bet, Cynthia. So glad that it made a difference. I was thinking about some of these issues relating to life and happiness and success — and I started to think about how often success becomes evident (when I least expect it)…

      Dan

  1. Dan,
    I chose failure because I thought it was the right thing too do. I’m a religious man, incase I haven’t made that clear before. It is time too do so now.

    I lost my faith and belief in God a few years ago, I remember looking around in the room I was standing in and feeling alone. The fixtures were sharply defined clear and impersonal, looking down at myself and even could see in my minds eye my own face and wondering why I wasn’t more shocked than I was actually feeling. Kristin said something and the spell was broken. Once in a while faith returns and is gone again.

    I have never taken talent personally, but as the gift I perceived it too be. I have loved working with art and feel privileged too be chosen for this profession. Art is sacred, I believed and still treat it so. Though Jesus is … .

    This is where I like too relax when time permits there on the patio in the corner on those warm summer days and watch grandchildren play. There in front of the cherry trees is where the fountain should stand. He was asking, and I agreed. He went on too explain. The fountain should not be a worry but something children can climb and even trough a rope over and swing or as they please. I understood implicitly and we were in agreement. I am a businessman, he said. You the artist have freehand with no interference in design, again we agreed.

    During our drive home toward Greive, I explained how inspiration at times will in a moment give an idea and at others there would be no guessing, In eagerness too begin we arranged too met on Saturday morning when Eva, his wife would be present. We parted at my home and he drove the remaining hundred meters too his office.

    It was Wednesday afternoon and seventy hours before meeting again. I began immediately and on Saturday morning I rang Thomas as planed. The telephone was engaged and remained so for several hours. When finally he answered, it was in a subdued tone of voice. He related for me, his mother had died in the night. I was shocked, Maj-Lis was also a neighbor. We talked for a short time, I said, I could wait but he insisted that we would meet on Monday and sadly we said good bye.

    I packed the model and materials and left too visit my son for the day.

    As usual Sam’s house was full with friends and as usual I was greeted boisterously by familiar faces and a place was made for me. When things settled down and I had told of Jenny’s grandmother death they were all moved for Jenny’s sadness. I seldom left home without my work, as a musician would carry an instrument so I began again too work.

    The previous three years I had being developing a technique using the ancient ‘lost-form’ idea and was modeling directly with bee’s wax. The six organic shapes which were my starting point were placed in an elliptical formation. The top of each of the six forms are pointing into the ellipse and downward at varied angles where a stream of water is anticipated.

    The melancholia of Maj-Lis’s death left me pensive and unattached but I worked on slowly building on my ideas but it was mechanical as is much of artistic work. When inspiration appears it shows you what you are doing and not what you could be doing and there before me were six swans.

    Monday morning Eva and Thomas were pleased too see me,we sat, they on one side of the kitchen table and I the other. I began too tell them about my fountain and how it had been conceived. When I finally uncovered the model the three of us sat there in tears, they were overjoyed and we would name the fountain ”Maj-Lis Svanar”

    ”The Swans of Maj-Lis” for his mother.

    Yesterday I received some news which will cost me dearly and i’m glad about that because finally now I can tell my story of ”a terrible beauty”

    William.

  2. Dan,
    I chose failure because I thought it was the right thing too do. I’m a religious man, incase I haven’t made that clear before. It is time too do so now.

    I lost my faith and belief in God a few years ago, I remember looking around in the room I was standing in and feeling alone. The fixtures were sharply defined clear and impersonal, looking down at myself and even could see in my minds eye my own face and wondering why I wasn’t more shocked than I was actually feeling. Kristin said something and the spell was broken. Once in a while faith returns and is gone again.

    I have never taken talent personally, but as the gift I perceived it too be. I have loved working with art and feel privileged too be chosen for this profession. Art is sacred, I believed and still treat it so. Though Jesus is … .

    This is where I like too relax when time permits there on the patio in the corner on those warm summer days and watch grandchildren play. There in front of the cherry trees is where the fountain should stand. He was asking, and I agreed. He went on too explain. The fountain should not be a worry but something children can climb and even trough a rope over and swing or as they please. I understood implicitly and we were in agreement. I am a businessman, he said. You the artist have freehand with no interference in design, again we agreed.

    During our drive home toward Greive, I explained how inspiration at times will in a moment give an idea and at others there would be no guessing, In eagerness too begin we arranged too met on Saturday morning when Eva, his wife would be present. We parted at my home and he drove the remaining hundred meters too his office.

    It was Wednesday afternoon and seventy hours before meeting again. I began immediately and on Saturday morning I rang Thomas as planed. The telephone was engaged and remained so for several hours. When finally he answered, it was in a subdued tone of voice. He related for me, his mother had died in the night. I was shocked, Maj-Lis was also a neighbor. We talked for a short time, I said, I could wait but he insisted that we would meet on Monday and sadly we said good bye.

    I packed the model and materials and left too visit my son for the day.

    As usual Sam’s house was full with friends and as usual I was greeted boisterously by familiar faces and a place was made for me. When things settled down and I had told of Jenny’s grandmother death they were all moved for Jenny’s sadness. I seldom left home without my work, as a musician would carry an instrument so I began again too work.

    The previous three years I had being developing a technique using the ancient ‘lost-form’ idea and was modeling directly with bee’s wax. The six organic shapes which were my starting point were placed in an elliptical formation. The top of each of the six forms are pointing into the ellipse and downward at varied angles where a stream of water is anticipated.

    The melancholia of Maj-Lis’s death left me pensive and unattached but I worked on slowly building on my ideas but it was mechanical as is much of artistic work. When inspiration appears it shows you what you are doing and not what you could be doing and there before me were six swans.

    Monday morning Eva and Thomas were pleased too see me,we sat, they on one side of the kitchen table and I the other. I began too tell them about my fountain and how it had been conceived. When I finally uncovered the model the three of us sat there in tears, they were overjoyed and we would name the fountain ”Maj-Lis Svanar”

    ”The Swans of Maj-Lis” for his mother.

    Yesterday I received some news which will cost me dearly and i’m glad about that because finally now I can tell my story of ”a terrible beauty”

    William.

  3. Dan,
    I chose failure because I thought it was the right thing too do. I’m a religious man, incase I haven’t made that clear before. It is time too do so now.

    I lost my faith and belief in God a few years ago, I remember looking around in the room I was standing in and feeling alone. The fixtures were sharply defined clear and impersonal, looking down at myself and even could see in my minds eye my own face and wondering why I wasn’t more shocked than I was actually feeling. Kristin said something and the spell was broken. Once in a while faith returns and is gone again.

    I have never taken talent personally, but as the gift I perceived it too be. I have loved working with art and feel privileged too be chosen for this profession. Art is sacred, I believed and still treat it so. Though Jesus is … .

    This is where I like too relax when time permits there on the patio in the corner on those warm summer days and watch grandchildren play. There in front of the cherry trees is where the fountain should stand. He was asking, and I agreed. He went on too explain. The fountain should not be a worry but something children can climb and even trough a rope over and swing or as they please. I understood implicitly and we were in agreement. I am a businessman, he said. You the artist have freehand with no interference in design, again we agreed.

    During our drive home toward Greive, I explained how inspiration at times will in a moment give an idea and at others there would be no guessing, In eagerness too begin we arranged too met on Saturday morning when Eva, his wife would be present. We parted at my home and he drove the remaining hundred meters too his office.

    It was Wednesday afternoon and seventy hours before meeting again. I began immediately and on Saturday morning I rang Thomas as planed. The telephone was engaged and remained so for several hours. When finally he answered, it was in a subdued tone of voice. He related for me, his mother had died in the night. I was shocked, Maj-Lis was also a neighbor. We talked for a short time, I said, I could wait but he insisted that we would meet on Monday and sadly we said good bye.

    I packed the model and materials and left too visit my son for the day.

    As usual Sam’s house was full with friends and as usual I was greeted boisterously by familiar faces and a place was made for me. When things settled down and I had told of Jenny’s grandmother death they were all moved for Jenny’s sadness. I seldom left home without my work, as a musician would carry an instrument so I began again too work.

    The previous three years I had being developing a technique using the ancient ‘lost-form’ idea and was modeling directly with bee’s wax. The six organic shapes which were my starting point were placed in an elliptical formation. The top of each of the six forms are pointing into the ellipse and downward at varied angles where a stream of water is anticipated.

    The melancholia of Maj-Lis’s death left me pensive and unattached but I worked on slowly building on my ideas but it was mechanical as is much of artistic work. When inspiration appears it shows you what you are doing and not what you could be doing and there before me were six swans.

    Monday morning Eva and Thomas were pleased too see me,we sat, they on one side of the kitchen table and I the other. I began too tell them about my fountain and how it had been conceived. When I finally uncovered the model the three of us sat there in tears, they were overjoyed and we would name the fountain ”Maj-Lis Svanar”

    ”The Swans of Maj-Lis” for his mother.

    Yesterday I received some news which will cost me dearly and i’m glad about that because finally now I can tell my story of ”a terrible beauty”

    William.

  4. Dan,
    I chose failure because I thought it was the right thing too do. I’m a religious man, incase I haven’t made that clear before. It is time too do so now.

    I lost my faith and belief in God a few years ago, I remember looking around in the room I was standing in and feeling alone. The fixtures were sharply defined clear and impersonal, looking down at myself and even could see in my minds eye my own face and wondering why I wasn’t more shocked than I was actually feeling. Kristin said something and the spell was broken. Once in a while faith returns and is gone again.

    I have never taken talent personally, but as the gift I perceived it too be. I have loved working with art and feel privileged too be chosen for this profession. Art is sacred, I believed and still treat it so. Though Jesus is … .

    This is where I like too relax when time permits there on the patio in the corner on those warm summer days and watch grandchildren play. There in front of the cherry trees is where the fountain should stand. He was asking, and I agreed. He went on too explain. The fountain should not be a worry but something children can climb and even trough a rope over and swing or as they please. I understood implicitly and we were in agreement. I am a businessman, he said. You the artist have freehand with no interference in design, again we agreed.

    During our drive home toward Greive, I explained how inspiration at times will in a moment give an idea and at others there would be no guessing, In eagerness too begin we arranged too met on Saturday morning when Eva, his wife would be present. We parted at my home and he drove the remaining hundred meters too his office.

    It was Wednesday afternoon and seventy hours before meeting again. I began immediately and on Saturday morning I rang Thomas as planed. The telephone was engaged and remained so for several hours. When finally he answered, it was in a subdued tone of voice. He related for me, his mother had died in the night. I was shocked, Maj-Lis was also a neighbor. We talked for a short time, I said, I could wait but he insisted that we would meet on Monday and sadly we said good bye.

    I packed the model and materials and left too visit my son for the day.

    As usual Sam’s house was full with friends and as usual I was greeted boisterously by familiar faces and a place was made for me. When things settled down and I had told of Jenny’s grandmother death they were all moved for Jenny’s sadness. I seldom left home without my work, as a musician would carry an instrument so I began again too work.

    The previous three years I had being developing a technique using the ancient ‘lost-form’ idea and was modeling directly with bee’s wax. The six organic shapes which were my starting point were placed in an elliptical formation. The top of each of the six forms are pointing into the ellipse and downward at varied angles where a stream of water is anticipated.

    The melancholia of Maj-Lis’s death left me pensive and unattached but I worked on slowly building on my ideas but it was mechanical as is much of artistic work. When inspiration appears it shows you what you are doing and not what you could be doing and there before me were six swans.

    Monday morning Eva and Thomas were pleased too see me,we sat, they on one side of the kitchen table and I the other. I began too tell them about my fountain and how it had been conceived. When I finally uncovered the model the three of us sat there in tears, they were overjoyed and we would name the fountain ”Maj-Lis Svanar”

    ”The Swans of Maj-Lis” for his mother.

    Yesterday I received some news which will cost me dearly and i’m glad about that because finally now I can tell my story of ”a terrible beauty”

    William.

  5. Dan,
    I chose failure because I thought it was the right thing too do. I’m a religious man, incase I haven’t made that clear before. It is time too do so now.

    I lost my faith and belief in God a few years ago, I remember looking around in the room I was standing in and feeling alone. The fixtures were sharply defined clear and impersonal, looking down at myself and even could see in my minds eye my own face and wondering why I wasn’t more shocked than I was actually feeling. Kristin said something and the spell was broken. Once in a while faith returns and is gone again.

    I have never taken talent personally, but as the gift I perceived it too be. I have loved working with art and feel privileged too be chosen for this profession. Art is sacred, I believed and still treat it so. Though Jesus is … .

    This is where I like too relax when time permits there on the patio in the corner on those warm summer days and watch grandchildren play. There in front of the cherry trees is where the fountain should stand. He was asking, and I agreed. He went on too explain. The fountain should not be a worry but something children can climb and even trough a rope over and swing or as they please. I understood implicitly and we were in agreement. I am a businessman, he said. You the artist have freehand with no interference in design, again we agreed.

    During our drive home toward Greive, I explained how inspiration at times will in a moment give an idea and at others there would be no guessing, In eagerness too begin we arranged too met on Saturday morning when Eva, his wife would be present. We parted at my home and he drove the remaining hundred meters too his office.

    It was Wednesday afternoon and seventy hours before meeting again. I began immediately and on Saturday morning I rang Thomas as planed. The telephone was engaged and remained so for several hours. When finally he answered, it was in a subdued tone of voice. He related for me, his mother had died in the night. I was shocked, Maj-Lis was also a neighbor. We talked for a short time, I said, I could wait but he insisted that we would meet on Monday and sadly we said good bye.

    I packed the model and materials and left too visit my son for the day.

    As usual Sam’s house was full with friends and as usual I was greeted boisterously by familiar faces and a place was made for me. When things settled down and I had told of Jenny’s grandmother death they were all moved for Jenny’s sadness. I seldom left home without my work, as a musician would carry an instrument so I began again too work.

    The previous three years I had being developing a technique using the ancient ‘lost-form’ idea and was modeling directly with bee’s wax. The six organic shapes which were my starting point were placed in an elliptical formation. The top of each of the six forms are pointing into the ellipse and downward at varied angles where a stream of water is anticipated.

    The melancholia of Maj-Lis’s death left me pensive and unattached but I worked on slowly building on my ideas but it was mechanical as is much of artistic work. When inspiration appears it shows you what you are doing and not what you could be doing and there before me were six swans.

    Monday morning Eva and Thomas were pleased too see me,we sat, they on one side of the kitchen table and I the other. I began too tell them about my fountain and how it had been conceived. When I finally uncovered the model the three of us sat there in tears, they were overjoyed and we would name the fountain ”Maj-Lis Svanar”

    ”The Swans of Maj-Lis” for his mother.

    Yesterday I received some news which will cost me dearly and i’m glad about that because finally now I can tell my story of ”a terrible beauty”

    William.

  6. Dan,
    I chose failure because I thought it was the right thing too do. I’m a religious man, incase I haven’t made that clear before. It is time too do so now.

    I lost my faith and belief in God a few years ago, I remember looking around in the room I was standing in and feeling alone. The fixtures were sharply defined clear and impersonal, looking down at myself and even could see in my minds eye my own face and wondering why I wasn’t more shocked than I was actually feeling. Kristin said something and the spell was broken. Once in a while faith returns and is gone again.

    I have never taken talent personally, but as the gift I perceived it too be. I have loved working with art and feel privileged too be chosen for this profession. Art is sacred, I believed and still treat it so. Though Jesus is … .

    This is where I like too relax when time permits there on the patio in the corner on those warm summer days and watch grandchildren play. There in front of the cherry trees is where the fountain should stand. He was asking, and I agreed. He went on too explain. The fountain should not be a worry but something children can climb and even trough a rope over and swing or as they please. I understood implicitly and we were in agreement. I am a businessman, he said. You the artist have freehand with no interference in design, again we agreed.

    During our drive home toward Greive, I explained how inspiration at times will in a moment give an idea and at others there would be no guessing, In eagerness too begin we arranged too met on Saturday morning when Eva, his wife would be present. We parted at my home and he drove the remaining hundred meters too his office.

    It was Wednesday afternoon and seventy hours before meeting again. I began immediately and on Saturday morning I rang Thomas as planed. The telephone was engaged and remained so for several hours. When finally he answered, it was in a subdued tone of voice. He related for me, his mother had died in the night. I was shocked, Maj-Lis was also a neighbor. We talked for a short time, I said, I could wait but he insisted that we would meet on Monday and sadly we said good bye.

    I packed the model and materials and left too visit my son for the day.

    As usual Sam’s house was full with friends and as usual I was greeted boisterously by familiar faces and a place was made for me. When things settled down and I had told of Jenny’s grandmother death they were all moved for Jenny’s sadness. I seldom left home without my work, as a musician would carry an instrument so I began again too work.

    The previous three years I had being developing a technique using the ancient ‘lost-form’ idea and was modeling directly with bee’s wax. The six organic shapes which were my starting point were placed in an elliptical formation. The top of each of the six forms are pointing into the ellipse and downward at varied angles where a stream of water is anticipated.

    The melancholia of Maj-Lis’s death left me pensive and unattached but I worked on slowly building on my ideas but it was mechanical as is much of artistic work. When inspiration appears it shows you what you are doing and not what you could be doing and there before me were six swans.

    Monday morning Eva and Thomas were pleased too see me,we sat, they on one side of the kitchen table and I the other. I began too tell them about my fountain and how it had been conceived. When I finally uncovered the model the three of us sat there in tears, they were overjoyed and we would name the fountain ”Maj-Lis Svanar”

    ”The Swans of Maj-Lis” for his mother.

    Yesterday I received some news which will cost me dearly and i’m glad about that because finally now I can tell my story of ”a terrible beauty”

    William.

  7. Great post Dan. I often tell my clients I don’t feel like I “go to work” a day in my life. I think about this in terms of process versus outcome. If you focus on the outcome (success versus failure) you are set up to choke. If you focus on the process of being excellent and love what you do the outcomes will take care of themselves over time.

  8. Great post Dan. I often tell my clients I don’t feel like I “go to work” a day in my life. I think about this in terms of process versus outcome. If you focus on the outcome (success versus failure) you are set up to choke. If you focus on the process of being excellent and love what you do the outcomes will take care of themselves over time.

  9. Great post Dan. I often tell my clients I don’t feel like I “go to work” a day in my life. I think about this in terms of process versus outcome. If you focus on the outcome (success versus failure) you are set up to choke. If you focus on the process of being excellent and love what you do the outcomes will take care of themselves over time.

  10. Great post Dan. I often tell my clients I don’t feel like I “go to work” a day in my life. I think about this in terms of process versus outcome. If you focus on the outcome (success versus failure) you are set up to choke. If you focus on the process of being excellent and love what you do the outcomes will take care of themselves over time.

  11. Great post Dan. I often tell my clients I don’t feel like I “go to work” a day in my life. I think about this in terms of process versus outcome. If you focus on the outcome (success versus failure) you are set up to choke. If you focus on the process of being excellent and love what you do the outcomes will take care of themselves over time.

  12. Great post Dan. I often tell my clients I don’t feel like I “go to work” a day in my life. I think about this in terms of process versus outcome. If you focus on the outcome (success versus failure) you are set up to choke. If you focus on the process of being excellent and love what you do the outcomes will take care of themselves over time.

  13. HE CAN<WHO THINKS HE CAN! You are tapping into gretaness as a writer, but you already knew that! Thank you for helping me see my full potential staring at me right in the face!

  14. HE CAN<WHO THINKS HE CAN! You are tapping into gretaness as a writer, but you already knew that! Thank you for helping me see my full potential staring at me right in the face!

  15. HE CAN<WHO THINKS HE CAN! You are tapping into gretaness as a writer, but you already knew that! Thank you for helping me see my full potential staring at me right in the face!

  16. this will sound really negative and yield really bad in seo and marketing terms.have you really failed? do you know what a fail is? why every “marketer” keeps telling stuff that we already know. marketers keeps telling their bullcrap without any facts and any usefull stuff just to nail the seo and marketing in the crappy keyword competition. do you really know what is like having no money at all. for you money is a dirty word but guess what, if you dont have it, you are no one, you are the outlaw, the scum of the earth and surelly failing. do you know what is like beating your ass 20+ hours a day trying make any difference ? no. because you think that there are no such thing as people without money. you dont tell the important stuff because you dont know it, you havent experienced it. you havent been nailed in the ass numerous times untill you got nothing. you havent slept on a bench. you havent smoked all the butts from the street just to try to kill your constant failure nature. you havent had weeks without sleep giving your best in any work. you didnt had the moment when you stay on the bench hearing the grayed music of the near bar with a terrible headache knowing that it wont end anytime soon and never knowing that it will end in a time that you didnt even know you could survive.no.you didnt knew that all your feeling will totally dissapear on the age of 18 when you stopped thinking about your alcoholic father and the rest of your family that just left to seek escape from all of the terror and crap that you and they experienced every single day.you didnt knew that when you go to the supermarket you will go straight to the container for donated food because your ass is broke.did you knew that broke people dont have friends and girfriends? you dont have any social life. you are left alone to take a bath with all of the shit that keeps happening to you every single day. and guess what, if this does not sound seo enough – shit never stops to happen to you if you really really badly dont want it to stop. you have to sacrifice more than fails to reach some point. life is hard (no, not for everyone), if you keep failing – know that you will fail again. after all, the biggest win will be not how much you’ve earned but knowing what you’ve survived and from where you have passed to reach the point now where you stand alive.

    (sorry for the bad english)

    1. I read this comment a few days ago and thought about what you wrote — and then thought about it some more.

      We each experience failure differently. For some of us it is an abusive family. For others it means we go hungry. And there are a million other horrible consequences that none of us want to think about.

      All I know is that to beat that failure we have to be stronger than the fear that consumes us. We will get knocked down. Time after time after time after time.

      It is our decision to rise up. To stand up. Reach up. Look up. Grow up.

      Dan

      p.s. To believe anything else is admitting failure before it happens.

    2. HiI’m sorry to read the very hard times you go through. Life is very hard for some of us. And life is unfair.

      I feel the (business like) reply you got doesn’t apply to your situation that well. We cannot compare failure in achieving ambitions (business, successful career, etc) to failure of having the basic needs covered. They’re completely different areas – different rules of thumb apply.

      I’m going through rough times myself (I’ve wasted last 6 years of my life on an enormously stressful path, and failed). Now realize that it would have been almost impossible for me beforehand (when I was modestly successful) to understand deep failure and desperation. I don’t think someone who didn’t go through something similar can really understand. Therefore I probably can’t grasp how it feels what you’re going through.

      I learned not to expect that the other people will understand. And not to expect that they will empathize. That was just setting myself up for disappointment. The culture is too individualistic.

      The most important thing I learned: I need some kind people whom I can connect to, even if only one or two of them. Kind people with depth are very rare, and are to be treasured when found. (I currently find this very difficult as I’ve been living in Switzerland for the past years, and most people in my environment are cold and unfriendly)

      Keep your head up ! I would suggest to try to take things step by step, each day at a time, and focus on what you can do next to improve things for yourself. One little thing at a time. For starters, could you maybe find some help in the area you live? You need help, we all do – we can’t do everything by ourselves.
      If you send me an email I’ll try to brainstorm some ideas (and look up online) how you could get some help. newton.musk@gmail.com

      When life hits us hard it’s human to become bitter, but try not to succumb to bitterness (it only makes things worse). This is also a note to myself actually.

      I wish you, from the heart, good luck to find good people and better opportunities, and the wisdom and strength to improve things for yourself ! Hope life will get easier !

  17. this will sound really negative and yield really bad in seo and marketing terms.have you really failed? do you know what a fail is? why every “marketer” keeps telling stuff that we already know. marketers keeps telling their bullcrap without any facts and any usefull stuff just to nail the seo and marketing in the crappy keyword competition. do you really know what is like having no money at all. for you money is a dirty word but guess what, if you dont have it, you are no one, you are the outlaw, the scum of the earth and surelly failing. do you know what is like beating your ass 20+ hours a day trying make any difference ? no. because you think that there are no such thing as people without money. you dont tell the important stuff because you dont know it, you havent experienced it. you havent been nailed in the ass numerous times untill you got nothing. you havent slept on a bench. you havent smoked all the butts from the street just to try to kill your constant failure nature. you havent had weeks without sleep giving your best in any work. you didnt had the moment when you stay on the bench hearing the grayed music of the near bar with a terrible headache knowing that it wont end anytime soon and never knowing that it will end in a time that you didnt even know you could survive.no.you didnt knew that all your feeling will totally dissapear on the age of 18 when you stopped thinking about your alcoholic father and the rest of your family that just left to seek escape from all of the terror and crap that you and they experienced every single day.you didnt knew that when you go to the supermarket you will go straight to the container for donated food because your ass is broke.did you knew that broke people dont have friends and girfriends? you dont have any social life. you are left alone to take a bath with all of the shit that keeps happening to you every single day. and guess what, if this does not sound seo enough – shit never stops to happen to you if you really really badly dont want it to stop. you have to sacrifice more than fails to reach some point. life is hard (no, not for everyone), if you keep failing – know that you will fail again. after all, the biggest win will be not how much you’ve earned but knowing what you’ve survived and from where you have passed to reach the point now where you stand alive.

    (sorry for the bad english)

    1. I read this comment a few days ago and thought about what you wrote — and then thought about it some more.

      We each experience failure differently. For some of us it is an abusive family. For others it means we go hungry. And there are a million other horrible consequences that none of us want to think about.

      All I know is that to beat that failure we have to be stronger than the fear that consumes us. We will get knocked down. Time after time after time after time.

      It is our decision to rise up. To stand up. Reach up. Look up. Grow up.

      Dan

      p.s. To believe anything else is admitting failure before it happens.

    2. HiI’m sorry to read the very hard times you go through. Life is very hard for some of us. And life is unfair.

      I feel the (business like) reply you got doesn’t apply to your situation that well. We cannot compare failure in achieving ambitions (business, successful career, etc) to failure of having the basic needs covered. They’re completely different areas – different rules of thumb apply.

      I’m going through rough times myself (I’ve wasted last 6 years of my life on an enormously stressful path, and failed). Now realize that it would have been almost impossible for me beforehand (when I was modestly successful) to understand deep failure and desperation. I don’t think someone who didn’t go through something similar can really understand. Therefore I probably can’t grasp how it feels what you’re going through.

      I learned not to expect that the other people will understand. And not to expect that they will empathize. That was just setting myself up for disappointment. The culture is too individualistic.

      The most important thing I learned: I need some kind people whom I can connect to, even if only one or two of them. Kind people with depth are very rare, and are to be treasured when found. (I currently find this very difficult as I’ve been living in Switzerland for the past years, and most people in my environment are cold and unfriendly)

      Keep your head up ! I would suggest to try to take things step by step, each day at a time, and focus on what you can do next to improve things for yourself. One little thing at a time. For starters, could you maybe find some help in the area you live? You need help, we all do – we can’t do everything by ourselves.
      If you send me an email I’ll try to brainstorm some ideas (and look up online) how you could get some help. newton.musk@gmail.com

      When life hits us hard it’s human to become bitter, but try not to succumb to bitterness (it only makes things worse). This is also a note to myself actually.

      I wish you, from the heart, good luck to find good people and better opportunities, and the wisdom and strength to improve things for yourself ! Hope life will get easier !

  18. this will sound really negative and yield really bad in seo and marketing terms.have you really failed? do you know what a fail is? why every “marketer” keeps telling stuff that we already know. marketers keeps telling their bullcrap without any facts and any usefull stuff just to nail the seo and marketing in the crappy keyword competition. do you really know what is like having no money at all. for you money is a dirty word but guess what, if you dont have it, you are no one, you are the outlaw, the scum of the earth and surelly failing. do you know what is like beating your ass 20+ hours a day trying make any difference ? no. because you think that there are no such thing as people without money. you dont tell the important stuff because you dont know it, you havent experienced it. you havent been nailed in the ass numerous times untill you got nothing. you havent slept on a bench. you havent smoked all the butts from the street just to try to kill your constant failure nature. you havent had weeks without sleep giving your best in any work. you didnt had the moment when you stay on the bench hearing the grayed music of the near bar with a terrible headache knowing that it wont end anytime soon and never knowing that it will end in a time that you didnt even know you could survive.no.you didnt knew that all your feeling will totally dissapear on the age of 18 when you stopped thinking about your alcoholic father and the rest of your family that just left to seek escape from all of the terror and crap that you and they experienced every single day.you didnt knew that when you go to the supermarket you will go straight to the container for donated food because your ass is broke.did you knew that broke people dont have friends and girfriends? you dont have any social life. you are left alone to take a bath with all of the shit that keeps happening to you every single day. and guess what, if this does not sound seo enough – shit never stops to happen to you if you really really badly dont want it to stop. you have to sacrifice more than fails to reach some point. life is hard (no, not for everyone), if you keep failing – know that you will fail again. after all, the biggest win will be not how much you’ve earned but knowing what you’ve survived and from where you have passed to reach the point now where you stand alive.

    (sorry for the bad english)

    1. I read this comment a few days ago and thought about what you wrote — and then thought about it some more.

      We each experience failure differently. For some of us it is an abusive family. For others it means we go hungry. And there are a million other horrible consequences that none of us want to think about.

      All I know is that to beat that failure we have to be stronger than the fear that consumes us. We will get knocked down. Time after time after time after time.

      It is our decision to rise up. To stand up. Reach up. Look up. Grow up.

      Dan

      p.s. To believe anything else is admitting failure before it happens.

    2. HiI’m sorry to read the very hard times you go through. Life is very hard for some of us. And life is unfair.

      I feel the (business like) reply you got doesn’t apply to your situation that well. We cannot compare failure in achieving ambitions (business, successful career, etc) to failure of having the basic needs covered. They’re completely different areas – different rules of thumb apply.

      I’m going through rough times myself (I’ve wasted last 6 years of my life on an enormously stressful path, and failed). Now realize that it would have been almost impossible for me beforehand (when I was modestly successful) to understand deep failure and desperation. I don’t think someone who didn’t go through something similar can really understand. Therefore I probably can’t grasp how it feels what you’re going through.

      I learned not to expect that the other people will understand. And not to expect that they will empathize. That was just setting myself up for disappointment. The culture is too individualistic.

      The most important thing I learned: I need some kind people whom I can connect to, even if only one or two of them. Kind people with depth are very rare, and are to be treasured when found. (I currently find this very difficult as I’ve been living in Switzerland for the past years, and most people in my environment are cold and unfriendly)

      Keep your head up ! I would suggest to try to take things step by step, each day at a time, and focus on what you can do next to improve things for yourself. One little thing at a time. For starters, could you maybe find some help in the area you live? You need help, we all do – we can’t do everything by ourselves.
      If you send me an email I’ll try to brainstorm some ideas (and look up online) how you could get some help. newton.musk@gmail.com

      When life hits us hard it’s human to become bitter, but try not to succumb to bitterness (it only makes things worse). This is also a note to myself actually.

      I wish you, from the heart, good luck to find good people and better opportunities, and the wisdom and strength to improve things for yourself ! Hope life will get easier !

  19. this will sound really negative and yield really bad in seo and marketing terms.have you really failed? do you know what a fail is? why every “marketer” keeps telling stuff that we already know. marketers keeps telling their bullcrap without any facts and any usefull stuff just to nail the seo and marketing in the crappy keyword competition. do you really know what is like having no money at all. for you money is a dirty word but guess what, if you dont have it, you are no one, you are the outlaw, the scum of the earth and surelly failing. do you know what is like beating your ass 20+ hours a day trying make any difference ? no. because you think that there are no such thing as people without money. you dont tell the important stuff because you dont know it, you havent experienced it. you havent been nailed in the ass numerous times untill you got nothing. you havent slept on a bench. you havent smoked all the butts from the street just to try to kill your constant failure nature. you havent had weeks without sleep giving your best in any work. you didnt had the moment when you stay on the bench hearing the grayed music of the near bar with a terrible headache knowing that it wont end anytime soon and never knowing that it will end in a time that you didnt even know you could survive.no.you didnt knew that all your feeling will totally dissapear on the age of 18 when you stopped thinking about your alcoholic father and the rest of your family that just left to seek escape from all of the terror and crap that you and they experienced every single day.you didnt knew that when you go to the supermarket you will go straight to the container for donated food because your ass is broke.did you knew that broke people dont have friends and girfriends? you dont have any social life. you are left alone to take a bath with all of the shit that keeps happening to you every single day. and guess what, if this does not sound seo enough – shit never stops to happen to you if you really really badly dont want it to stop. you have to sacrifice more than fails to reach some point. life is hard (no, not for everyone), if you keep failing – know that you will fail again. after all, the biggest win will be not how much you’ve earned but knowing what you’ve survived and from where you have passed to reach the point now where you stand alive.

    (sorry for the bad english)

    1. I read this comment a few days ago and thought about what you wrote — and then thought about it some more.

      We each experience failure differently. For some of us it is an abusive family. For others it means we go hungry. And there are a million other horrible consequences that none of us want to think about.

      All I know is that to beat that failure we have to be stronger than the fear that consumes us. We will get knocked down. Time after time after time after time.

      It is our decision to rise up. To stand up. Reach up. Look up. Grow up.

      Dan

      p.s. To believe anything else is admitting failure before it happens.

    2. HiI’m sorry to read the very hard times you go through. Life is very hard for some of us. And life is unfair.

      I feel the (business like) reply you got doesn’t apply to your situation that well. We cannot compare failure in achieving ambitions (business, successful career, etc) to failure of having the basic needs covered. They’re completely different areas – different rules of thumb apply.

      I’m going through rough times myself (I’ve wasted last 6 years of my life on an enormously stressful path, and failed). Now realize that it would have been almost impossible for me beforehand (when I was modestly successful) to understand deep failure and desperation. I don’t think someone who didn’t go through something similar can really understand. Therefore I probably can’t grasp how it feels what you’re going through.

      I learned not to expect that the other people will understand. And not to expect that they will empathize. That was just setting myself up for disappointment. The culture is too individualistic.

      The most important thing I learned: I need some kind people whom I can connect to, even if only one or two of them. Kind people with depth are very rare, and are to be treasured when found. (I currently find this very difficult as I’ve been living in Switzerland for the past years, and most people in my environment are cold and unfriendly)

      Keep your head up ! I would suggest to try to take things step by step, each day at a time, and focus on what you can do next to improve things for yourself. One little thing at a time. For starters, could you maybe find some help in the area you live? You need help, we all do – we can’t do everything by ourselves.
      If you send me an email I’ll try to brainstorm some ideas (and look up online) how you could get some help. newton.musk@gmail.com

      When life hits us hard it’s human to become bitter, but try not to succumb to bitterness (it only makes things worse). This is also a note to myself actually.

      I wish you, from the heart, good luck to find good people and better opportunities, and the wisdom and strength to improve things for yourself ! Hope life will get easier !

  20. this will sound really negative and yield really bad in seo and marketing terms.have you really failed? do you know what a fail is? why every “marketer” keeps telling stuff that we already know. marketers keeps telling their bullcrap without any facts and any usefull stuff just to nail the seo and marketing in the crappy keyword competition. do you really know what is like having no money at all. for you money is a dirty word but guess what, if you dont have it, you are no one, you are the outlaw, the scum of the earth and surelly failing. do you know what is like beating your ass 20+ hours a day trying make any difference ? no. because you think that there are no such thing as people without money. you dont tell the important stuff because you dont know it, you havent experienced it. you havent been nailed in the ass numerous times untill you got nothing. you havent slept on a bench. you havent smoked all the butts from the street just to try to kill your constant failure nature. you havent had weeks without sleep giving your best in any work. you didnt had the moment when you stay on the bench hearing the grayed music of the near bar with a terrible headache knowing that it wont end anytime soon and never knowing that it will end in a time that you didnt even know you could survive.no.you didnt knew that all your feeling will totally dissapear on the age of 18 when you stopped thinking about your alcoholic father and the rest of your family that just left to seek escape from all of the terror and crap that you and they experienced every single day.you didnt knew that when you go to the supermarket you will go straight to the container for donated food because your ass is broke.did you knew that broke people dont have friends and girfriends? you dont have any social life. you are left alone to take a bath with all of the shit that keeps happening to you every single day. and guess what, if this does not sound seo enough – shit never stops to happen to you if you really really badly dont want it to stop. you have to sacrifice more than fails to reach some point. life is hard (no, not for everyone), if you keep failing – know that you will fail again. after all, the biggest win will be not how much you’ve earned but knowing what you’ve survived and from where you have passed to reach the point now where you stand alive.

    (sorry for the bad english)

    1. I read this comment a few days ago and thought about what you wrote — and then thought about it some more.

      We each experience failure differently. For some of us it is an abusive family. For others it means we go hungry. And there are a million other horrible consequences that none of us want to think about.

      All I know is that to beat that failure we have to be stronger than the fear that consumes us. We will get knocked down. Time after time after time after time.

      It is our decision to rise up. To stand up. Reach up. Look up. Grow up.

      Dan

      p.s. To believe anything else is admitting failure before it happens.

    2. HiI’m sorry to read the very hard times you go through. Life is very hard for some of us. And life is unfair.

      I feel the (business like) reply you got doesn’t apply to your situation that well. We cannot compare failure in achieving ambitions (business, successful career, etc) to failure of having the basic needs covered. They’re completely different areas – different rules of thumb apply.

      I’m going through rough times myself (I’ve wasted last 6 years of my life on an enormously stressful path, and failed). Now realize that it would have been almost impossible for me beforehand (when I was modestly successful) to understand deep failure and desperation. I don’t think someone who didn’t go through something similar can really understand. Therefore I probably can’t grasp how it feels what you’re going through.

      I learned not to expect that the other people will understand. And not to expect that they will empathize. That was just setting myself up for disappointment. The culture is too individualistic.

      The most important thing I learned: I need some kind people whom I can connect to, even if only one or two of them. Kind people with depth are very rare, and are to be treasured when found. (I currently find this very difficult as I’ve been living in Switzerland for the past years, and most people in my environment are cold and unfriendly)

      Keep your head up ! I would suggest to try to take things step by step, each day at a time, and focus on what you can do next to improve things for yourself. One little thing at a time. For starters, could you maybe find some help in the area you live? You need help, we all do – we can’t do everything by ourselves.
      If you send me an email I’ll try to brainstorm some ideas (and look up online) how you could get some help. newton.musk@gmail.com

      When life hits us hard it’s human to become bitter, but try not to succumb to bitterness (it only makes things worse). This is also a note to myself actually.

      I wish you, from the heart, good luck to find good people and better opportunities, and the wisdom and strength to improve things for yourself ! Hope life will get easier !

  21. this will sound really negative and yield really bad in seo and marketing terms.have you really failed? do you know what a fail is? why every “marketer” keeps telling stuff that we already know. marketers keeps telling their bullcrap without any facts and any usefull stuff just to nail the seo and marketing in the crappy keyword competition. do you really know what is like having no money at all. for you money is a dirty word but guess what, if you dont have it, you are no one, you are the outlaw, the scum of the earth and surelly failing. do you know what is like beating your ass 20+ hours a day trying make any difference ? no. because you think that there are no such thing as people without money. you dont tell the important stuff because you dont know it, you havent experienced it. you havent been nailed in the ass numerous times untill you got nothing. you havent slept on a bench. you havent smoked all the butts from the street just to try to kill your constant failure nature. you havent had weeks without sleep giving your best in any work. you didnt had the moment when you stay on the bench hearing the grayed music of the near bar with a terrible headache knowing that it wont end anytime soon and never knowing that it will end in a time that you didnt even know you could survive.no.you didnt knew that all your feeling will totally dissapear on the age of 18 when you stopped thinking about your alcoholic father and the rest of your family that just left to seek escape from all of the terror and crap that you and they experienced every single day.you didnt knew that when you go to the supermarket you will go straight to the container for donated food because your ass is broke.did you knew that broke people dont have friends and girfriends? you dont have any social life. you are left alone to take a bath with all of the shit that keeps happening to you every single day. and guess what, if this does not sound seo enough – shit never stops to happen to you if you really really badly dont want it to stop. you have to sacrifice more than fails to reach some point. life is hard (no, not for everyone), if you keep failing – know that you will fail again. after all, the biggest win will be not how much you’ve earned but knowing what you’ve survived and from where you have passed to reach the point now where you stand alive.

    (sorry for the bad english)

    1. I read this comment a few days ago and thought about what you wrote — and then thought about it some more.

      We each experience failure differently. For some of us it is an abusive family. For others it means we go hungry. And there are a million other horrible consequences that none of us want to think about.

      All I know is that to beat that failure we have to be stronger than the fear that consumes us. We will get knocked down. Time after time after time after time.

      It is our decision to rise up. To stand up. Reach up. Look up. Grow up.

      Dan

      p.s. To believe anything else is admitting failure before it happens.

    2. HiI’m sorry to read the very hard times you go through. Life is very hard for some of us. And life is unfair.

      I feel the (business like) reply you got doesn’t apply to your situation that well. We cannot compare failure in achieving ambitions (business, successful career, etc) to failure of having the basic needs covered. They’re completely different areas – different rules of thumb apply.

      I’m going through rough times myself (I’ve wasted last 6 years of my life on an enormously stressful path, and failed). Now realize that it would have been almost impossible for me beforehand (when I was modestly successful) to understand deep failure and desperation. I don’t think someone who didn’t go through something similar can really understand. Therefore I probably can’t grasp how it feels what you’re going through.

      I learned not to expect that the other people will understand. And not to expect that they will empathize. That was just setting myself up for disappointment. The culture is too individualistic.

      The most important thing I learned: I need some kind people whom I can connect to, even if only one or two of them. Kind people with depth are very rare, and are to be treasured when found. (I currently find this very difficult as I’ve been living in Switzerland for the past years, and most people in my environment are cold and unfriendly)

      Keep your head up ! I would suggest to try to take things step by step, each day at a time, and focus on what you can do next to improve things for yourself. One little thing at a time. For starters, could you maybe find some help in the area you live? You need help, we all do – we can’t do everything by ourselves.
      If you send me an email I’ll try to brainstorm some ideas (and look up online) how you could get some help. newton.musk@gmail.com

      When life hits us hard it’s human to become bitter, but try not to succumb to bitterness (it only makes things worse). This is also a note to myself actually.

      I wish you, from the heart, good luck to find good people and better opportunities, and the wisdom and strength to improve things for yourself ! Hope life will get easier !

  22. DanI came to a similar conclusion (learned the very hard way). When making a decision at a crossroads: Given that the outcome for a particular road is likely to be a failure, would I still choose that road only for the sake of the process.

    Thanks !

  23. DanI came to a similar conclusion (learned the very hard way). When making a decision at a crossroads: Given that the outcome for a particular road is likely to be a failure, would I still choose that road only for the sake of the process.

    Thanks !

  24. DanI came to a similar conclusion (learned the very hard way). When making a decision at a crossroads: Given that the outcome for a particular road is likely to be a failure, would I still choose that road only for the sake of the process.

    Thanks !

  25. DanI came to a similar conclusion (learned the very hard way). When making a decision at a crossroads: Given that the outcome for a particular road is likely to be a failure, would I still choose that road only for the sake of the process.

    Thanks !

  26. DanI came to a similar conclusion (learned the very hard way). When making a decision at a crossroads: Given that the outcome for a particular road is likely to be a failure, would I still choose that road only for the sake of the process.

    Thanks !

  27. DanI came to a similar conclusion (learned the very hard way). When making a decision at a crossroads: Given that the outcome for a particular road is likely to be a failure, would I still choose that road only for the sake of the process.

    Thanks !

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