..for me, at least, isn't failure. I'm used to that, kind of programmed from my youth when my Mom pushed me to write and Dad forced me into computer programming. I was told writing was failing my Dad, my education, etc. etc. ad infinitum.
The hard part is SUCCEEDING. It's near impossible for me to believe that I can do this, after the endless years of having it beaten into me that I'm "not a creative", that I'm an Engineer, and never the twain shall meet. I'm a problem solver and writing solves nothing, right?
So I have to fight to not discount every single compliment, every positive note, every encouragement. It's so easy to say it's just a friend, or a kind stranger, or that nobody wants to tell me I'm horrible and have no talent.. so easy to discount everything and let the voice in the back of my head win.
It's an eternal struggle, and I hope I can keep moving on. I might actually be good at this.
Thanks, Mom, for believing in me. Rest in peace.