Not going to say it doesn't upset me, but I do my level best to be thankful for it. Failure is a gift, because when I fail it means I'm not yet the best I can be, and I'm not lazily sticking to things that are easy for me to accomplish, either. If I stopped failing, then I would be looking at a very sad and boring rest of my life where I didn't have anywhere left to grow or anything left to learn or any challenges to overcome. Or, I would have become a coward who doesn't take risks.

I hate failing. I sometimes lie in bed feeling like I'm going to vomit and going over it over and over again. I don't like to talk about it, and I often don't share risks I'm taking with my friends so that I won't have to tell them if I fail. But I have to stop, think, and be grateful for the failure, or I wouldn't ever get back OUT of bed and keep taking risks. There's a church down the street with a labyrinth (not minotaur style, it's just a maze made of stones) that I sometimes go pace around muttering to myself about the gift of still being in a growth state so that I can fail.