Failing doesn't try. Failing doesn't care. Failing gives up when things are at their most precarious; right before the suffocating weight of darkness gives way to that tiny sliver of light. Failing throws up its arms to indicate surrender; not with clenched fists to promise a renewed fight.
Failing is a lie that guilt feeds you.
Failing doesn't bother to respond, or care what happens next. Failing is giving up. Failing is refusing to try.
Failing is not determined by a number or test result.
Failing doesn't keep working to find a solution; get up at 2:00 am to check a blood sugar; show up for their doctor appointments.
Failing accepts defeat. Failing internalizes fear. Failing believes that fault only lies within itself.
Do you know how many times I, and so many others, see those same cruel results after our hard work? Do you know how many people are out there living healthy, happy and completely imperfect lives?
Failing is good, because it requires effort to fail. Failure can't happen without some sort of action. And in so many cases, failure upon failure happens before success does.
If that's what "failing" looks like, sign me up.