When I was in class 11 in high school, I failed and was detained for one year.
I was asked to change schools and study in class 11 again.
It was a failure for me. And I felt very bad about myself at that time.
I felt like I was not enough and that I was somehow flawed and not normal.
I remember a few remarks from my relatives about me failing one year and it stuck with me.
Whenever I wanted to feel good about myself, those remarks about failing one year would haunt me.
“How can I be a successful person knowing that I failed a test in class 11?”
“I am a failure because I failed in my studies.”
All kinds of negative self-talk started in my mind since then.
But fast forward 10 years, I have completed my MBA in Data Science.
I have completed a post-graduate degree.
And I am proud of myself.
I have persisted and not given up.
I have worked and I have achieved my version of success no matter the size.
My failure in class 11 set me up for success by making me more ambitious.
After I failed in class 11 I wanted to show my relatives that I can do much bigger things.
If they want to make me a black sheep of the family, I’ll show that I can be different in a great way.
That I can be different from them by getting an MBA degree and someday starting my own business.
And I know the importance of forgiveness and that it’s normal for those remarks by relatives.
I do forgive them for what they said, and I also know that the fire inside me for greater dreams has been lit up and there’s no stopping now.
I am grateful for my failure in class 11 and my relatives’ remarks. Because they were fuel for my successes.
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