Things Don't Work Out

I know that we do most things hoping to be successful. We study to excel in our exams in the hope of securing good jobs in our adulthood. But now that I’m an adult, I believe that this is not always the case. There is some irony between what we were led to believe and what happens in real life. This brought me to the painful realization that as much as I planned for success, I also needed to plan for failure. I needed to entertain the thought, “what if things don’t work out?”

Adulthood is mostly about survival. We are all just trying to get by. We give our best to get by one hoping to get by one day as we look forward to the next. During some of these days, our hard work pays off and we may be successful. On other days, we aren’t so lucky and end up hitting major snags. However, entertaining the thought that things might not go as planned helps us get back on our feet faster and carry on. Let’s get more personal.

I have had my fair share of failures and with each one, I was deeply heartbroken. I have started businesses and made investments that failed miserably. In one of my previous posts, I talked about the unprecedented events of my entrepreneurship journey. That aside, I have also loved and given my loyalty to the wrong people and it ended in premium tears. Love works but severally it didn’t work for me. I have a feeling that you have been there too. So you relate when I say that holding love back until you are sure isn’t such a bad move. Also considering that things might not work out is a great advantage.

On more than occasions, I made plans that never fruited. In short, failure is inevitable yet most of us fail to acknowledge it. Sometimes we fail over and over again. Most people believe that talking or even thinking about failure makes them pessimists. This may be true but I beg to disagree. Planning or rather considering failure allows us to consider several alternatives. It also allows us to handle failure better, heal faster and move on without wasting so much time and opportunities crying over spilled milk, if you know what I mean.

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