Have you ever heard someone say talk about losing in a good sense?
Well if you haven’t, here I am telling you that losing can be good. Of course, all things in moderation is ideal. You don’t want to consistently lose! Nobody wants to really lose in every aspect of his or her lives.
Newsflash: losing is really winning.
Confused? Let me tell you why.
Losing the Fear of Failing
So many people are so afraid to fail that they become shy to new ideas and experiences. They don’t want to try anything that isn’t familiar to them. In my opinion, that’s a load of crap.
One of the best things that you can do for yourself is to do as many things as you possibly can. It’s such an important activity in your growth over your younger years. Going out with friends and trying something new, taking a new project on, maybe picking up an instrument – those are things that make you grow. Your brain can be filled with anything that you want it to be filled with. Why wouldn’t you want it to be filled with the things that you actually want to know?
Step out of your comfort zone. This is the best advice that I can give you to expanding your knowledge and losing the fear of failing. There will be ample opportunities for you during your college years to step out of that protective bubble that you put yourself in. Trust me, the opportunity will present itself to you. All I’m saying is to take it. If you fail, so what? You’re new to it. It’s not something that you’re going to be good at overnight. Keep trying until you get it.
If there is one thing that losing does to you, it’s that you’ll learn how to become a humble individual. You’ll get a sense that nobody is perfect, not even you. Not everything is going to go as planned. If it did, we would all be winners without working for it.
If you always win, you’ll never learn anything new. You’ll never know what it’s like to have nothing. When you know what it’s like to lose, you’ll be so much more levelheaded and down-to-earth.
Here’s an example: the summer after my freshman year of college, I got a job for the following fall semester on campus as a security desk worker. I was so happy because it was something that I had really wanted to do. I knew that the job was going to teach me so many new things that I could take with me wherever I went. I worked that desk worker job for two whole school years, which is four semesters. After the second semester of working, I was approached by a couple of my supervisors who asked me why I didn’t apply to be a supervisor myself. I didn’t really know how to respond. To be honest, it never really hit me to apply because I didn’t think that I was fit for the job. They told me that they thought I would thrive in the position, that I was fit to lead a staff of my own with ease.
So after another semester, two openings presented themselves to me to apply to be a supervisor to the security of the residence halls. I had to take it. Six people applied, three got interviews (one of which was me), and two people got the job. I wasn’t one of them.
I honestly didn’t know why. If multiple supervisors themselves told me that I was an ideal candidate for the position, why hadn’t I gotten the job?
At that point, I had lost. I was the loser. Of course I was upset and a little bit discouraged, but I would definitely be lying to you if I told you that the whole process didn’t teach me anything.
Through losing, I had learned that I wasn’t at the top. I learned that I wasn’t even close, that I had a long way to go to be successful, and that if I wanted something bad enough, I just had to work for it. It taught me to always remember where I was from, the experiences that I’ve been through, and the issues that I’ve had to deal with to get through something.
Since then, I regrouped and recharged myself. I readied myself for the world and I wasn’t afraid to make mistakes because I knew that it held valuable knowledge inside of it for me. I got involved in some new things; got my feet wet with some new experiences. I ran for the student body vice president with an amazing president at my side. We campaigned for the better part of a month and a half. In the end, we won. Through all of that experience, I carried with me the feeling of what it was like to lose. I became even more humble with a win because I knew how to appreciate what losing felt like.
If I had gotten that job that I mentioned earlier on, I wouldn’t know what it’s like to be a winner. I wouldn’t have been driven to succeed. I wouldn’t have had the determination to push myself through it all.
Today, I’m a winner. You can be too. Just don’t be afraid to lose first.