The truth about me is that I am terrified of failing. I’m so scared I won’t be able to achieve my goals and dreams that sometimes I start holding back — not putting in as much effort as I should — just so I have an excuse. I can tell myself, “It’s not that I wasn’t good enough, I just didn’t try that hard.” It feels safer that way.
But the truth about life is that no one is going to see how badly you want something unless you give your everything to it. Whether you succeed or fail, you need to know that you gave your best, because if you don’t, all the effort, the time, the energy — it feels wasted.
I remember watching a show about football (bear with me on this analogy). They talked about luck. Yes, you need a bit of luck to succeed. But for someone to kick the ball your way, you can’t just stand there. You have to get in position, pay attention to the field, run as fast as you can, and earn that luck. Luck is nothing without effort.
This semester, I have so many plans, and I’ve made people so many promises regarding for my time. And yes, I am terrified of failing. But I’m starting to feel like maybe falling isn’t the worst thing. Because even if I stumble, even if I fall, there’s at least the slightest chance that I could fly. And honestly? That tiny possibility makes it all worth it.
Best of Luck,
Edidiong C.
Creating My Autobiography 