The Inbetweeners

They say that you haven't failed, you've simply found one way that doesn't work. Or that Eddison said that "I haven't failed, I've just found 10000 ways that don't work." Or that neither success nor failure is final or fatal. Or, to bring it home, that failure is just part of your 'come up'. But I think we, if not I, gloss over the fact that failing at something feels shitty. Perhaps it's my depression talking, but failing at something is soul-crushing. Yet, when we look at the highlight reel of our lives, we view failure in light of what comes next (which is, hopefully, success). From a biological perspective, this makes sense. We tend to forget things that hurt after a while (for example, I have forgotten what it felt like to be burned by the oven whilst making chicken nuggets). But what happens when you are met with failure, after failure? What do you do when your failure begets more failure? To contextualise, a little bit about me...

Before I begin, I'd like to preface this post wit several notices; My keyboard is slowly dying on me, so certain keys don't work (in particular "g", "h" and the apostrophe symbol. In the editing process, I did try to fix what I could ( unsponsored shoutout to GRAMMARLY for being the OG ), but if I didn't et them all, please be understanding. Or you could have some fun with it, and pretend you're Maura from Love Island :)  Second, as you read this, try to be empathetic and understanding. Read it completely , then comment  with respect .