Dear Failure,

Dear Failure,

I remember when we first met. You were wearing all black and I was afraid of you. At the time, I was dating Good Enough. I didn’t want to take a risk on you. With Good Enough, I was safe, secure, and comfortable. But Good Enough wasn’t good enough. I needed more. I needed to be pushed…be challenged.

That’s when we met face-to-face. I guess opposites attract. Who would  have thought that a Successful and a Failure would date. It’s like mixing vinegar and oil or a Capulet and a Montague. I acted like I couldn’t stand you, but when I relaxed and just truly embraced you, I learned so much from you. I wish more people got to know you like me and would stop judging you.

You remember who introduced us? My first business introduced us back in 2005. All my other friends hated you. But I didn’t care what they said. I had to see for myself what you were all about. I invested my time, money, energy, and identity in you. You showed me things about myself that I didn’t even know about like my ego and my self-doubt. You knew how to press my buttons and now I know myself better.

I know I ran away when we broke up. It was me, not you. In hindsight, I have to admit that you made me better. And for that I want to say thank you.

I have a feeling that I’ll be seeing you around. I hear you’re out there still breaking hearts. I don’t want the next time we meet to be awkward.

As you’d always say, “If you fall out of love with a Failure, make sure you fail forward.”

Sincerely,

Mr. Successful

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