You’d run from it before.
It made sense back then though.
Growing up, you never lost.
In everything you did, you won.
In everything, you were the best.
No matter the effort you put in,
It all came easy to you—until it didn’t.
Until you experienced loss.
Then you ran from it.
You hated the feeling so much,
So much that you abandoned winning.
You traded away the chance to win again,
All to make sure you never lost again.
It’s come full circle now though.
Now you accept loss as a part of it.
You lose as many times as it takes.
You take in all those feelings,
All for the chance to win again.
Because what is winning without the risk?
What is victory without struggle?
You used to think you were protecting yourself,
but all you were doing was standing still.
Avoiding the fall meant avoiding the climb too.
Now you welcome the climb,
you welcome the slips, the bruises, the setbacks.
Because they no longer scare you.
Because now, you know that every loss is just a lesson,
every failure just another step forward.
You aren’t afraid anymore.
You aren’t running anymore.
You’re chasing something bigger now.
Not perfection, not invincibility,
but mastery—the kind that only comes
from walking through the fire and refusing to burn.
So let the losses come.
Let them shape you, but never stop you.
Because every time you fall,
you are one step closer to rising higher than ever before.
