My resume: I begged the teacher to not give me an F, for failure, so, out of kindness, he gave me a D-. Only then did I have the minimum GPA to graduate college. I tried to write several novels but none of them were published. I pitched several TV shows but none of them made it to the air.
After I made some money I spent too much of it, gambled too much of it, bought too much with it, and invested in all of the wrong people with the wrong businesses.
I lost my house, my friends, my business, and the second time this happened (and the third and the fourth), my wife and kids.
I started another company and raised a lot of money but I didn’t even know what we did. I got kicked out and the business slid to nothing.
One time I forgot to pay the IRS. For the 17th year in a row. I wanted to kill myself when they knocked on my door. I wanted to date the IRS agent but she knew too much about me.
I’m just saying this to establish some credentials. Failure is a deck of cards. You can shuffle and pick out the card you want.