If I could live without failure, I think I’d get very bored very quickly. Life without failure and without taking risks, to me, is no fun. I think failure is a part of life. You fall, you get back up. I have had some failures in my life and have learned from them…and yes, that includes relationships. It’s funny because my last relationship was a train wreck. But when we broke up, I went to Allie and have never been happier. So to me that is an example of taking a risk and not only being rewarded, but an example that failure can, in turn, lead to success. I think if you don’t fail at at least one thing in your lifetime, you are a freak of nature. Nobody is perfect…not me, not Allie (sorry hon), not my sisters, my mom, my dad…nobody. I think I am wonderfully imperfect. If you succeed at everything, I bet you are a narcissistic, self-centered, “world revolves around me” person and nobody likes you. Even if you think you are succeeding at everything in life, odds are in reality you aren’t. Everybody fails at something or another. That’s ok. It’s part of being human. Example: my aspiration when I was younger was to make it big and travel for a living. I am 28 and have made it big around the Maryland area as an Autism self-advocate. That’s it. My sister Caroline is the one who travels for a living and I sort of live vicariously through her. My youngest sister, Abbey, is doing co-ops in Philadelphia and is doing very well. Both my sisters are independent. They do their own things. They live together in Philly but are very different and do different activities independent from each other. I, on the other hand, am still living at home with my parents, rely on them for rides, and am actually kind of envious of Abbey and Caroline. Part of me thinks my lifestyle is a “loser” or “failure” lifestyle. But if that’s the case why am I so content? I think it’s because I accept my place in the family and community. I am fine with my standing in the Baltimore area. Would I like to expand and make myself bigger and more well-known? Sure. But for right now, I like my place. I like the person I have become and if people can’t take me for me, complete with all the falls and failures I have experienced, continue to experience, and will experience for the rest of my life…good riddance. I don’t need people like that in my life. But enough about me and how much of a great successful failure I can be at times. I want to hear your thoughts on this. Feel free to write in and let me know what you think about the concept of living without failure. Thanks!