Personal failure. Essay

Having grown up in a time and within a society where the terms fail and lose are rarely spoken to children in any aspect of their lives, I generally considered myself a success in everything I did. I received medals, ribbons, certificates, awards, and trophies for academics, sports, and for just being a kid. So in my mind, for the majority of my life, I was unaware that I had failed or lost at anything. And having a father that is a U.S. Marine, failing and losing were not things that I wanted to tell him that I had done. Now that I am tasked to determine how I have grown from my failures, I realize that I have failed, that failure is not the end, and that I have excelled in several areas of my life due to what I have learned from those failures.

When I sat down and read this prompt, I thought it was the worst prompt that could ever put on the list because it made me feel so vulnerable and weak. I was asking myself why would I admit to people, especially college admission officers that I had actually failed at something, not just one but plethora? I thought wouldn’t they look down on me for that, knowing that I’m not always successful at what I do? At the same I thought to myself, what is Failure? Is it not measuring up to standards or simply making an attempt without achieving the desired outcome?

Life, as we all know is saturated with misfortune. Most of us are able to go through these and learn from and exempt ourselves. Yet, this isn’t always the case. People are faced with bone riveting experiences that often take a long time to get over, if they ever do get over it. These episodes brew in our brain popping up at the most random points often bringing our tone down. Although these experiences may scare us and fill us with ruefulness and penitence, we can’t continue to live in the past and let these regrets habituate us. Self forgiveness is a remedy to healing and to moving on in life, no matter how hard it is.

The disbelief in your eyes when I eat more than you. I wish you could feel the burden of this weight. You'd think lugging that much weight around all day would make you stronger, but it makes you weak and tired. You could have helped me instead of judging me; supported me instead of destroying me. If I didn't have this weight, I would be healthy, strong and beautiful. I touch my stomach and feel no fat. I would walk through the halls and be bold and courageous. If I don't put away this thing, I have been carrying all my life: I will never be satisfied with who I am. Because the unexplained feeling I get, whenever I look in the mirror, will never disappear. Well, I guess I can thank you and your scornful eyes. Because of you, I don’t want to lose weight; I want to get rid of it because I have no intention of finding it again. 120 pounds. 54.4311 kilograms. 8.57143 Stones. This is the weight I will one day carry with me every

Struggles can come from everywhere, but the hardest ones are from within. Our weaknesses, our flaws are the things we have to struggle with every day. I have grown up with quite a few struggles like everyone else. My anger, fear of public speaking and trust issues set me apart of other people and these are the struggles I cope with every day. I just have to learn how to live with those flaws and sooner or later I will overcome them.

Out of my 35yrs of life I have ovecame so many obstacles. Being a struggling single parent, and just not satisified with how my life was going there are so many that I can talk about but these three where my biggest obstacles. But with my praying family I was against all odds.

Once upon a time there was a girl that lived in a little white house in a very small town her name was Rachel. She was 16 years old and her parents were very strict about everything especially boys. She woke up late for school that morning, racing to get ready she forgot her homework on the table. When she arrived at school she hurried to get to first period she was 10 minutes late. Her teacher handed her the homework that she had no clue how to do. She laid her head down on the desk and began to fall asleep. She was dreaming about an attractive guy who she longed to find and that is when the bell rang. She jumped up and grabbed her things. She walked out the door and went to her locker to get books for her next class. She grabbed her books and started walking down the hall not paying attention with her head down she runs into

I lead my life according to the belief that, success is a measure of our perceived reality. In many socially oppressed communities, barriers to living a whole, productive, successful life is beyond the grasp of many. I represent a historically underrepresented population with an educational disadvantage. Firsthand, I have overcome economic, social, and health obstacles to achieve status of an undergraduate degree. Overcoming adversity unifies my experience as an ideal candidate to give a voice to socially oppressed populations in need of health and well-being opportunities. I desire to effect change on a larger scale than previous experience has allowed and to give socially oppressed communities opportunities to perceive their reality with new success.

After practice was over james stayed to shoot some post practice shots. James was five foot eleven and was hundred forty pounds. That night he had a huge paper due tommorow for social studies but didn't feel like doing it since he already had a failing grade in the class. That day he ended up not being able to practice since his grades weren't good enough. Mr sherman said

My life has been filled with problems with learning or getting to know new people since I wasn't a very good learner or very sociable. All my failures from my past school experience and dropping out of high school in 10th grade it just made my learning ability difficult to understand things in college since there was a lot of things I do not know and wasn't ever taught the result from that made me hate failure and the ability not to give up until the very end also bad parts of my life just shaped me into a person who doesn't like meeting new people. Always I mean always provide a first bad impression I don't know why but that's how I first present myself being part of a group makes me feel uncomfortable reason why is that wasn't ever around people or kids and slowly enjoyed time alone and when I got older I simply just did not like meeting new

The wind was blowing and leaves were falling, it was fall. It was my favorite time of year. I stood out on my front porch and soaked up the fall breeze and the pumpkin spice smells. Everything was perfect and for a moment it felt like there was nothing wrong with my life. Then I heard her, it was my Mom.

There are many obstacles that you are faced in life. One of my biggest fences in my life is being short. I am not that tall and it effects me in all the sports that I am in. Being short may not seem like a major issue, but it can create many challenges in my life. This is not something that I can change about myself therefore it is hard to overcome. This affects me the most in the sports that I play.

Every student has been taught and understands how to succeed. Over many years of schooling it is ingrained into our minds that if we don’t succeed then we fail. This mentality has prevented many people from learning from their mistakes; however, if students learn to see their mistakes not as a failure but as a lesson to learn from, we could all become ameliorated people.

The ways that time have changed from when punk was at its prime, as my group and I were partying and getting wasted, squatting in whatever rotted, half-demolished, abandoned building we could seek. Obnoxiously we disregarded every single matter or consequence at the point of time, we thought we owned the place. Recklessly striding around streets tormenting everything and everyone that got in our way, sticking up two straight fingers to society. This was our life and we did whatever we wanted. Authorities despised us, never the less we undoubtly knew the police were intimidated

I never did anything wrong, I followed the rules just like I was told and one of the worst things that could happen to a young girl happened to me. My whole view on the world changed completely, I had a negative view on people and even God himself. Why did God do this to me when I did nothing wrong? I was a good kid with an innocent heart I just did not understand. I hated sitting in theology class until we were taught the story of Job. The book of Job was the one thing I learned that will always stick with me. It is important to know that everyone suffers and goes through hardships. While it may seem unfair and you may be a good person it is just a part of life. Job went through so much suffering that I do not even think is humanly possible to handle. Job did not understand what was happening to him and neither did I. Job was a good man just like I was a good lady. The message I learned from this was we are quick to accept the good God gives us but curse him when something bad happens. I learned from Job to accept both. God has reasons why these bad things happen to us even if we never realize them. It is important to understand from Job to not curse in God’s name but to ask for wisdom and prosperity. Bad things happen to good people because God wants us to