Freedom

There's a certain freedom in having fallen on your face spectacularly. I'm serious. Once you've done that a few times, you realize nothing is really that bad, "failure" included.

There are no right or wrong decisions. There are just decisions. You make them and you move. You do the best you can with what you know at the time. Sometimes it's the sweetest victory. Other times, "epic fail", haha! 

Many of those times, scraping your face off the pavement, looking back -  they're a huge part of the strength and wisdom you have today. 

Yep. It's true. Having a few really amazing  "failures" adds some pretty cool stuff to your tool belt. You get things like strength, perspective, self knowledge, and a great sense of humor. You don't sweat the small stuff, and you realize how much of it truly is small stuff.  You become less risk averse because you know that no matter what you'll survive, learn and thrive. So you're more willing to put yourself out there.

You come to understand that what the world calls failure is just part of life, a way for you to see what happens when you dig deep. It's not failure, it's triumph. 

This is really a fantastic stage of life to be in. 

Freedom. It feels good.