My Failure Definition Essay

Someone asks me, “What is your definition of failure?” And I think to myself, everything you don’t do right or don’t follow through with. I think and think not exactly knowing what to actually say to this question with a thousand answers, a question with a thousand questions questioning in itself. Maybe you ask yourself, what is success, is it happiness, money, food, a big house, a job, a family? Isn’t failure just the opposite of success, so is it sadness, being broke, starving, homeless, unemployed, single and unloved. Maybe your failure is another man's success, but my failure is no man's success, just another man's nightmare. Middle school, 6th grade, scared, not knowing the other kids, not wanting to be hated, but I wanted friends.

“You never deserved to graduate middle school, you won't last in high school.” This was a success, maybe the words spoken weren't, but it gave me hope to prove them wrong (The person who spoke these words had a 1.3 GPA and are not enrolled in high school to this day).

High School, 11th grade, happy, I am a junior and I am living my best life. I am playing the sport i’ve dedicated my life to, doing good in school like i’ve always wanted to, and i’m the happiest i’ve ever been. Life is simply you’re happy or you’re sad, or you pass or you fail, there’s no grey area. simply just life, being life, and you are you. But you are human, and you will fail, but you will pass, and you’re not the only one. I go back to the school that gave me the biggest mental struggle for 3 years of my life, I go up to my favorite 6th grade teacher and we are just simply talking about life and what’s been going on in my highschool, and he says to me, “ Ashley, how are you really doing?” I had to think about this question longer than it took for me to answer it, “ Highschool is okay, lost a lot of friends and made some new ones” and he said without even hesitating, “ I know you will be successful and happy, keep pushin, God is with