Celebrating Failure

1. I failed the first time this past semester, outside of this class. I wouldn't call it exactly a failure, but rather just incompletion, which felt like failure at the time. I had a deadline to meet for an internship and with time constraints and stress, I couldn't make that final deadline. It was a marketing brochure project that I was in charge of, but due to several computer crashes regarding photoshop, I was unable to meet the deadline. It felt like failure because it did not reflect well on me professionally and I felt like I had messed up in the "real-world", where mistakes are not as easily forgiven.
2. I learned that everyone makes mistakes and they can be used as great learning experiences. I was also thankful for the sincere and forgiving learning environment of my internship, where they understood my situation and helped me through it. Although I was mortified at the poor professional reflection, I was reminded that internships are positions where you learn from your mistakes to better prepare for future full-time employment, where hopefully these mistakes will not be repeated twice.
3. In general, I think failure is a very stressful and anxiety-inducing situation. Failure is hard, but it's only challenging to our minds because of the constant worry and gloomy state our minds are in, as we think over and over about the past mistakes. Emotionally, I try to keep is together, but I tend to overanalyze and think too hard about these situations for a couple of days. Behaviorally, I tend to act very listlessly and gloomily. I don't know how this class has changed my perspective on failure just yet, but I know myself well-enough that, I don't take big leaps when there are great risks involved. If I'm passionate enough about it, maybe. But I am also a very rational person who behaved where only the minimal or no risks will be involved in the future.