What if I wrote down all my failures.
What if I gave to the world, every little mistake I had ever made. What if I removed the shame from my secrets by sharing them with society. What if those stories could no longer hold power over me.
But what if there was nothing to write down.
I've made so many mistakes in my life. I'm really good at screwing up and sadly the dramatic gene runs deeply in my DNA. But if I was given the chance to go back in time and fix anything, I wouldn't take it.
Every silly thing I've said or stupid thing I've done has brought me here, and for that I'm grateful. My here is not perfect, but because I trust in my mistakes, I know that if I make a few more I'll probably end up at the next here. And the next here will hopefully be even better than this one.
When I was on The Spirit of Adventure all those months ago, I failed to climb the mast. Up there in the wind I crumbled and shook and started to cry, then I came down. That day, I failed.
But the next day, I tried again.
I tried again because I knew that the only option other than success was failure, which was where I already was. The second time I tried, I succeeded. Sometimes you need to fail first and get the worst case scenario over and done with, but failure as an end result is actually not possible if you never stop trying.
I don't think anybody should ever fear failure. Humanity just needs to refine and embrace the art of failing well and failing productively.