What failure doesn't mean.
Nov. 13th, 2008 10:30 pm[This is a revised version of a comment I made on a locked post, because I realized I'd said something that I, personally, needed to hear--and probably need to hear on a regular basis.]
The fact of failure isn't what matters. Because that's just going to happen. Unless you choose to stop trying. What matters is that you pick yourself up, literally or metaphorically or both, and go on, and the next time you fail, you try to fail differently.
Now, I am the first person to admit that I am very bad at practicing what I preach, here. I went through my entire education on the understanding that anything less than perfection was failure, and failure was . . . it was the apocalypse. I think, in retrospect, it would have been good for me to get a C or two in college, just to force me to realize that it wasn't the end of my academic career, or of me as a worthwhile person, or whatever the hell I thought it would be. Yes, I finished my doctorate with a perfect 4.0. All that it has gained me is that I have anxiety dreams about fucking up my GPA. Still. Even though I know that GPA means nothing, that no one cares. I don't even care. But I have the anxiety dreams all the same.
But my point is, if you don't fail, or don't allow yourself to fail, you don't become a better person. You become a more rigid person. More brittle. More uptight. And because you don't allow yourself to fail, you have no empathy for other people when they fail. You don't have room for it, because you can't give yourself the leeway to imagine failing.
So failing--or coming short of what you're aiming for--or just making a mistake--totally sucks. But that's not because it means you are a bad person or a stupid person or a useless person. It sucks because it hurts and it's hard and because it leaves you vulnerable. But I still have to believe it's better than the alternative. I used to have a sign taped to my monitor (before I got the sleek new flat panel) that said Perfection is death, and maybe I should find somewhere to post that again.
The fact of failure isn't what matters. Because that's just going to happen. Unless you choose to stop trying. What matters is that you pick yourself up, literally or metaphorically or both, and go on, and the next time you fail, you try to fail differently.
Now, I am the first person to admit that I am very bad at practicing what I preach, here. I went through my entire education on the understanding that anything less than perfection was failure, and failure was . . . it was the apocalypse. I think, in retrospect, it would have been good for me to get a C or two in college, just to force me to realize that it wasn't the end of my academic career, or of me as a worthwhile person, or whatever the hell I thought it would be. Yes, I finished my doctorate with a perfect 4.0. All that it has gained me is that I have anxiety dreams about fucking up my GPA. Still. Even though I know that GPA means nothing, that no one cares. I don't even care. But I have the anxiety dreams all the same.
But my point is, if you don't fail, or don't allow yourself to fail, you don't become a better person. You become a more rigid person. More brittle. More uptight. And because you don't allow yourself to fail, you have no empathy for other people when they fail. You don't have room for it, because you can't give yourself the leeway to imagine failing.
So failing--or coming short of what you're aiming for--or just making a mistake--totally sucks. But that's not because it means you are a bad person or a stupid person or a useless person. It sucks because it hurts and it's hard and because it leaves you vulnerable. But I still have to believe it's better than the alternative. I used to have a sign taped to my monitor (before I got the sleek new flat panel) that said Perfection is death, and maybe I should find somewhere to post that again.
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Date: 2008-11-14 07:25 pm (UTC)On the other hand, I'm glad I happened to be saying the right thing at the right time.
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Date: 2008-11-14 05:38 am (UTC)--Wednesday
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Date: 2008-11-14 06:56 am (UTC)"Not perfect, I've had officers turn in perfect careers before. Perfection takes no risks with itself."
I've always liked that.
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Date: 2008-11-14 07:54 am (UTC)the risk of being perfect may be larger than it appears
Date: 2008-11-14 11:50 am (UTC)For a bit of ill-chosen bedtime reading, I was thumbing through a book about People Who... (whatever fills in the ellipses is unimportant to the genre of the book) and it had lists of characteristics of People Who.... I, personally, think it's generally impossible to read things like that and not compare oneself to them, so even though I was carefully not committing myself to the idea that I might be a Person Who..., I still ran through the list.
One of the items on the list was "perfectionism." I chuckled to myself, and turned the page, thinking with amusement, "It's a good thing I'm not a perfectionist - I never do anything right!"
There was about a 5-second pause and then the book slid out of my hands as I realized what I'd thought and laughed and laughed and laughed.
Re: the risk of being perfect may be larger than it appears
Date: 2008-11-14 05:27 pm (UTC)...I get the sinking feeling everyone around me would say it does, though. ^_^
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Date: 2008-11-14 01:20 pm (UTC)And you know what? I don't think any of us believed him that after his son went to college, he'd stop bugging the kid about bad grades.
I mean--I definitely agree with you. This example's fresh in my mind, though, of how some people say that failure is fine and good, and then turn around and do the exact opposite.
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Date: 2008-11-14 07:28 pm (UTC)Sylvia Plath, patron saint of perfectionists. Eek.
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Date: 2008-11-14 07:25 pm (UTC)It surely hurts like a goddamn son of a bitch, though.
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Date: 2008-11-14 07:30 pm (UTC)This does not, however, mean that you are wrong. It just means that there are limits to the wisdom I'm going to achieve in this life.
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Date: 2008-11-14 07:50 pm (UTC)You know, I did get a couple Cs in college, and they were good for me--forced me, after my initial stress-and-depression reaction, to realize that my grades weren't me.
And then, when I had a dry spell when my writing wasn't selling--failure forced me to realize that my writing wasn't me either, no matter how much I valued it. My worth as a human being a thing outside of anything I achieved.
And yet, somehow, I keep forgetting anyway, over and over. Even though I've failed--and lived in that middle day to day ground of simple being imperfect, too--and been none the worse and maybe a little bit better for it.
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Date: 2008-11-14 10:28 pm (UTC)~Meg
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Date: 2008-11-14 10:38 pm (UTC)At any rate, thank you. What a perfect day for this, for me.
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Date: 2008-11-14 11:10 pm (UTC)In any case, an important idea elegantly phrased and well-timed.
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Date: 2008-11-16 04:47 pm (UTC)I doubt any of us listened- we were all overachieving nerds- but it stuck with me. And it was a great help when I did get Cs in college, because I could remind myself of what I had learned, even if it wasn't what I was being taught.
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Date: 2008-11-16 10:42 pm (UTC)When I'm writing my book, sometimes I go back and edit grammar or sentence sequences...yeahhh did it in front of a visiting friend once and she told me after she'd never heard anyone call themselves so many different words for idiot. Apparently, I even called myself an idiot in Japanese >.>
So for someone who holds themselves to sometimes ~too~ high a standard, this post is a godsend. Thanks :)