Most of us do not share our failures. Either it feels uncomfortable, shameful or embarrassing. Although failures are an imminent part of each one of our lives, failing seems to be so terrible. It is sad that we do not talk about it openly. Each time we fail we think we failed in life, we are good for nothing, we do not belong here, we should be ashamed of ourselves.

We find it difficult to deal with it. I want to break this cycle, because we all fail. We all are good at something and bad at others. We do not always succeed in the very first or second or even n^th attempt. Because this is how it is. This is how life works. Failing is a process and not a destination. I failed in the very 1st semester of my masters in Germany, and yet I am a PhD researcher at the moment.

I even failed a subject in my bachelors in one semester, and in some others I topped with highest grade. Scoring highest didn’t give me this much pleasure as the embarrassment that came among with failing. I was devastated and couldn’t really accept it for a long time. I didn’t really speak about it with my friends or family, because I didn’t want to get into an uneasy situation. I ignored everything that even remotely came close to my exams. The reason is pretty evident. It was not normal and it is still not.

But why? I ask. Is it because we’re all living in a society where we must show – always – the best side of ourselves instead of being the best versions of ourselves? 😏🙄