Get up

I'm watching you lie there, dejected, miserable at your idea of a failure. But it's not a failure if you got impressively high up on the leaderboard, if you got so close to winning but didn't.

You not winning this does not mean that you lost everything. You not winning this competition means that you will know how it feels to lose, and knowing this can help you win - knowing, and becoming comfortable, with the feeling of failure. You can't let yourself drown in it - you must learn how to swim to shore, you need to learn how it feels to trip and fall but still get back up.

So do it. Get up. Lying prone on the floor won't do you any good. I know that you're upset, but letting yourself be consumed by your misery won't do you any good. You're strong - I believe in you. You can do all sorts of things - this is only a speed bump in your highway. You need to slow down to get over it, but you can't stop completely and stab holes in your fuel tank.

Wake up. Keeping your eyes shut, pretending to be sleeping, won't help you at all. Fake it 'till you make it, the phrase hated by so many people, yet used almost every day. If you get a solo wrong, you climb over the messy part and continue forward.

Get up.

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