Wait.
I tried. I would try again. It's not a thought; it's a process I have been following lately. I fail every day. I win every day. Trying to express every time makes me win. Not losing hope every time makes me win. The thought "I could" never lets me down. The question "when" makes me try again and again.
Trying is something that is in control; uncertainty couldn't be controlled. Every day, I start voicing out, trying to be consistent, trying to be disciplined.
Every moment keeps coming back to me anonymously. While writing a few days back, I recalled a memory from a few months ago. The memory that made me understand what trying means, what "I could" means.
When I started writing myself out, I found writing wasn't as easy as I had thought. I used to write myself out, erase it, write again, and follow the same process until I found my best.
A few days of erasing and writing felt difficult. Multiple thoughts, but an awkward silence within me. Days passed. Every day, trying started feeling like a part of me. It made me learn not to quit and to put in all the effort. Effort defines growth.
I tried every day by erasing and rewriting, and I saw a change in myself. I saw my thoughts getting better. I saw myself improving with my thoughts and notions. I got much closer to myself than before. Now, I believe it's me for myself after trying every day for myself.
Growth is defined through effort, through trying. It's defined when failure doesn't mean the end. It's defined when self-belief shows up over hesitation.
Trying again is the confidence and courage that voicing myself out gave me. Not quitting is something that growth and perfection demand.
Try. Fail. Try Again. Don't Quit.
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