Memoirs

(I found this draft in a text file, inside an old partition. Posting it to remind me of something.)

Despair.

That feeling when you know you have failed. Totally and unexpectedly.

Knowing there is nothing or little you can do to fix it. Believing it is all over. And it is your fault. YOU have failed. You.

How does one retrieve himself from this? Probably time. Time does heal everything. You need time to forget, to forgive and to move on. To think of possible solutions, to start believing in hope. To start dreaming again.

But to dream is not a win. You should fight. Failing only means you were not completely prepared that time. Struggle. Make yourself better for the next chance you are going to have. Keep at it. Not long after, you are going to be near perfect. I hope.