If I had to reveal the deepest fear I had for quite a long time, it would be of failure.
I am afraid of the hardest fall.
The one that I will not be able to pick myself up from.
Of course, if you know even a little about me...
What more can I do to screw up my plans?
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There is a great plan I had written for myself. I had it written on the walls of my heart. I had this dream, one that others also have. It was of accomplishment…of recognition. I thought of all this as destiny because it was my own hope for me. I wanted it so badly. I wanted redemption. I wanted to be looked upon as a force to be reckoned with. I wanted to be known as smart and intelligent. I wanted people to categorize and label me. To put me in these boxes, and let me be the many in million. I did not know of the one in a billion. I did not aim for that.
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After I got my acceptance at Penn, I was ecstatic. Ah…youth, so innocent and ignorant.
I remember the surprised look, actually more of non-belief that my advisor had when I told him what I wanted from my education. He was even more shocked to hear where I was coming from.
He asked why I wanted it, if I was dedicated and strong enough to take this on. I remember being on the verge of tears.
I held them in.
Trying to explain yourself, your hopes and aims to a stranger that you had just met for the first time, was an experience.
It was doubly moving and memorable since the stranger would know everything about your college, and even home life.
I felt I knew his thoughts. You’re open to conjecture at what his thoughts could be.
What could he have thought of the girl who traveled on a train from Lansdale in the suburbs to 30th Street Station, in the heart of Philly, and then took the subway to get to her class, every single fucking day and often, on weekends.
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I have been trying to accept the failure that I myself dealt. I can say this, and you don’t have to believe me. I did not study for most of my finals and especially those of my major subjects. I hated them. I did not touch the books. I despised the professors. I had close to 0 friends. I was told to come home right after class. I obliged. I was not a fan of the system.
My parents think I did not even try, that I failed out of spite, to get back at them because they did not let me live on campus.
I know the truth, and even then I am not sure if I am being truthful with myself. I know that after the end of freshman year, with A’s and B’s, I got sick of my commute. I did not want to stay at Penn. I just did not tell anyone, nor did I do anything because I just wanted to wake everyone up from their slumber.
I wanted to change the image people had of me.
I remember I used to tell my family I would end up working at 7-11 and they used to laugh. I hated that laugh. What they heck did they know of what my future held.
"You are too smart. You will make it."
It was despicable to hear this. I know they meant well...but I wanted to yell, scream and kick.
And so I fucked all of it enough to really make people worry.
But then the side effects are not desirable, I do not suggest anyone else copy me.
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So now, the plan…
I am trying to let go of and just letting the journey change me. It is a constant struggle; that is what I have been taught. I am struggling. But the difference is I will never give up. Whether it is the original plan or the detour life has planned for me.
I will always remember…
“…Two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less travelled by,
and that has made all the difference.”
The only thing is that I am not the only one. Others have claims to similar tales, maybe even more powerful ones.
This story is not only mine. It might be yours, or, it might be the secret of the one breathing, and living, next to you.




you are not the only one with this story. I have many of these stories of "failure" in my life. They nag at me most of the time, but sometimes cause me intense anxiety.
There isn't much I can say that would make you "feel" better. All I can say is that you do have what it takes to make your life whatever you want it to be about.
Penn isn't the end all, be all producer of perfect humans. You can find places where you feel safe to thrive and grow.
I have read enough to know that you are very intelligent. Being intelligent is not enough. Not for you, anyway.
Pardon my intrusive assessment, and feel free to disregard it or disagree. You wouldn't be the first irritated by my presumptive nature. I am taking a chance that you just might need to hear this.
When a person is in the right place, they are happy. I am not saying that everyone gets to be happy, or deserves to be happy. I am saying that happiness comes from having all of your needs met and feeling important to the outside world. You did not find that at Penn.
Frustration, isolation, disgust, fear, anxiety, all have their place in life. They serve to communicate to your brain that your soul is not happy. They are the forces that either drive people to madness, bitterness, or to dare to reach for happiness.
I get the feeling that your family, as much as you love them, are the source of your dissatisfaction. i can tell that you want to make them happy and proud, and that you don't want to distress them by doing something extreme.
I also get the feeling that most of your actions have been in effort to please them without regard to your own wellbeing, hopes and dreams.
I am not suggesting that you turn your back on your family or do anything to distress them. I am suggesting that if you take actions that serve you, while you might cause much ado and distress in the beginning, eventually your family will learn to adapt. You will be happy, and they will see that, as long as they really do love you.
Families that cannot deal with their offspring following their dreams are deluded and don't deserve loyalty, especially not at the expense of their children.
The best you can do is to follow your heart and love your family at the same time. Smile and hug them when they express concern. If they lash out, giggle inside, and just say, "I know you are mad at me right now, but this is something I need to do. If I make a mistake, I will learn. i will always love you, though, and I hope you will always love me."
By letting their negativity dictate your decisions, moods and self-image, you are not allowing yourself to be who you were created to be.
Much love.
"Consistency is not a human trait" - Maude, from Harold and Maude
the only thing I really feel like saying is that I am at the point in life that I have no regrets.
I know things could have been different BUT I know they turned out this way for a reason.
That reason is something I don't need to know-- just believe, it is a great reason.
I am myself quite content with NOT being at Penn. I have told certain people that I left it on my own and transefered out, and they always have this look that says:
:-O "you crazy," or that says "you were just too stupid" ;)
I am crazy enough to know what makes me happy, and what really does not and did not make me happy, maybe I was stupid. Sometimes I like stupid, good friend of mine
"A person doesn't die when he should but when he can." - Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude Fudge"It's the hard-knock life..."
Sometimes I like stupid too. Anyway, there are many more places to look for happiness that at Penn.
You're definitely not crazy though.
"Consistency is not a human trait" - Maude, from Harold and Maude
I don't think anyone can be considered a failure unless, at the end of their life, they have accomplished nothing, or close to nothing, that they wanted to.
"Don't blame me. I voted for Kodos."
Homer Simpson
but that is quite comforting and something to remember whenever one wants to just say...fuck it, I don't give a damn
"A person doesn't die when he should but when he can." - Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude Fudge"It's the hard-knock life..."
Failure is a very American thing. We are good at it and our ability to deal with it is part of our national legend. Our ability to deal with failure is a very large part of the reason for our success. People who are overly afraid of failure refuse to take risks and without risk there is little reward. We even have a very large part of our legal system dedicated to helping people who have failed get back on their feet.
Thomas Edison failed in hundreds of experiments to develop the lightbulb. He finally succeeded. P.T. Barnum, Mark Twain, Walt Disney, Ulysses S. Grant, Dorothy Hamill, Larry King, Burt Reynolds, Donald Trump and many, many other famous people were all at one point bankrupt. Rush Limbaugh was fired from numerous broadcasting jobs before he hit it big. The list fo failure to success stories goes on an on.
Here you won't be judged on the fact that you failed or even if you fail repeatedly but on how you deal with the failure. The approved response to failure is to try, try, and try again. The unapproved response is to allow failure to define you.
So pick yourself up out of the dirt, dust yourself off, shake a defiant fist at the world and have another go at it. Take care!
;;) thanks
"A person doesn't die when he should but when he can." - Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude Fudge"It's the hard-knock life..."
Just consider it a tiny gift of cultural capital.
I don't know much about your culture but in many cultures around the world there is a lot of shame associated with failure.
Shame is a waste of time and it is counter-productive. The better way to spend your energy is to figure out how to succeed the next time.
I'll refrain :)
"A person doesn't die when he should but when he can." - Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude Fudge"It's the hard-knock life..."
there it is! the lucid, responsibility I first knew jack for! :phew:
"Consistency is not a human trait" - Maude, from Harold and Maude
We can disagree on a lot of things and be quite all right
So :yay: for all of us who can do that
"A person doesn't die when he should but when he can." - Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude Fudge"It's the hard-knock life..."
From all of your blogs , I do not see a failure, but a success.
do not trouble yourself with guilt and shame. these are worthless feelings that do not help you. Guilt and shame only permits you to dwell on the past.
most great leaders are trail blazers and diverge from the normal path frequently. they are great because they were brave enough to make a switch, a change. they were great because they made more mistakes than most and changed (learned) from it.
wear your failures with humor.
Thankfully, I am at the point where I know I do not need to have abbreviations such as MD or PHD or MBA next to my name to make me feel like I am success.
I don't define success like that either
:idk: what's wrong with me *_^
"A person doesn't die when he should but when he can." - Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude Fudge"It's the hard-knock life..."
You're human
Almighty voice of reason, I am _o.o_ of the kind words :)
"A person doesn't die when he should but when he can." - Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude Fudge"It's the hard-knock life..."