I’m bored of #ff meaning follow Fridays. Let’s do Failure Friday instead and talk about things we’e failed at.
- I failed an arithmetic test.
- I failed judo class.
- I failed to attract interest with my CV.
- I failed to be married or have a stable job by my 30th birthday.
- I failed an entrance exam.
- I failed most of my writing assignments.
- I lost an important contest.
- I lost a race. Badly.
- I lost a client I thought I had secured.
- I failed a client I thought I could help.
- I failed to get paid what I thought I was worth.
- I failed to be honest in a romantic relationship.
- I failed to do anything cool for a few years.
- I couldn’t walk on a mountain because I was so out of shape.
- I failed to wear sunscreen.
- I failed to read the prospectus.
- I failed to get into my preferred university.
- I failed to get someone to fall for me.
- I didn’t know what I wanted or how to get it.
- I failed to keep in touch with old friends.
- I failed to impress people.
- I failed to advocate for myself.
- I failed to do things on time.
- I lost Other People’s Money.
- I failed to come up with good ideas.
- I failed to give it my all.
- I failed to lose weight.
- I failed to meet expectations.
- I failed to look “put together”.
- I failed to stay organised.
- I failed to Get Things Done.
- I failed to cook a good dinner.
- I failed to recognise the obvious signs.
- I failed to learn what I was trying to learn.
- Things did not go according to plan.
NB: I don’t intend Failure Friday as a pity party. It just bugs me when people try to act flawless and successful. Infinitely wise with inerrant self-command. Even apparent failures are successes in disguise. Sorry stories modulate into major key as the lessons learned were invaluable rungs on the ladder of upward progress so in the end it all worked out for the best.
What is that? You’ll probably just make people who are already down feel worse by doing that. And not make anyone feel better.




