Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.
I have failed at doing NaBloPoMo. I have missed three days of posting in the last week. I can post three new posts and then change the dates to the ones I missed, but I don’t feel like that right now. I may later today, and then leave you wondering which days I missed 🙂
The reason I have failed is that I am focusing on writing a novel for NaNoWriMo. I have written over 40.000 words and I am going to write some more on it today.
I am here, for my Sylly Sunday post, to tell you about accepting failure using my Inner Child as a guide.
You see, there is a distinct new way that I use to deal with failing at a challenge. And that new way is drum roll
- Smile and be grateful of what I have done already
- Toss the words “It will all be fine” into the dark pit in my stomach that aches like nothing else
- Put on some music and dance my booty off to release all the energy that feeling like a failure usually wants to use up all for itself
- Do it again
In the past I would have abandoned writing on my blog until loading up the blogger screen wouldn’t fill me with despair, now I just go on and do it anyway.
I am smiling as I write this, and I am so frigging proud for keeping up on most days with my blog while writing my novel.
I am also very grateful for what I have learned while doing NaBloPoMo. I need to write the Sylly Sunday posts for instance and remind myself of my strong, amazing Inner Child who teaches me that I can play with an emotion that dares to overtake me. It usually doesn’t take me long to turn it into something awesome.