One of my friends called me tonight and he wasn’t feeling so great.
I asked him why.
He said: because I haven’t reached goals that I should have achieved by now.
I told him that failure doesn’t actually exist. It’s an illusion. Everybody’s story is different and every single moment and event in life has something valuable to teach us about Who We Are.
I told him that he is already successful, even if his outer life doesn’t reflect it yet. I told him that he has to believe in that version of himself if he wants to make it real.
I also told him to be completely patient with himself, and to give himself as much time and as many chances to reach his goals as it takes.
Nobody gets angry at a baby for falling the first few times when it’s learning how to walk.