chin up, buttercup.

By A Mystery Man Writer

Failure hurts. A lot. I don’t know anyone who actually enjoys failing, not reaching a goal, who’s happy when something they wanted so badly slips through their hands and turns out exactly how they never imagined. I had one REALLY BIG, juicy goal I wanted to achieve by October 1. And, despite my best, most sparkly efforts, it didn’t happen. It slipped through my hands and turned out exactly how I never imagined. And, I was crushed. CRUSHED. After wallowing in disappointment, questioning myself and my abilities, for the weekend an evening – cheeks tear-stained, eyes swollen the size of apples, mascara chunks everywhere – well, quite honestly, I’m still deflated. Amid the panicky pit in my stomach and the knot in my throat, I don’t quite know where to go… only that it’s not where I currently am. It’s definitely not where I am. What I do know is that everything happens for a reason. With every single ounce of my being, I know this is true. I don’t know why at this very moment, but I do know that something bigger + better is just around the corner – and that this had to happen to make space […]