To come up.. go down.
In my head, my life can be very simply plotted as a function of time. On the whole, life has been good to me. I’ve had a good run for the last six years or so.
But from my past, I know that every significant and great achievement of my life so far, has been preceded by a failure. A low. A downfall.
So, I ask myself this question, does success always follow failure? Can one succeed without first having failed greatly?
No one likes failure. Not even me. But so far evidence shows me that failure is inevitable before any kind of success.
It’d be ridiculous then, to ignore failure. Or be caught unprepared.
Over time, I’ve realized that it’s better to anticipate failure and get done with it as soon as possible.
I remember Abba used to always say, Beta, be happy when you hit rock-bottom. Because when you’re at rock-bottom, there’s only direction to go in.