forgive my french but

i'm shit at dancing

i'm shit at housework

i'm shit at being present

i'm shit at driving

i'm shit at trading

i'm shit at being healthy

i'm shit at being a good family member.

But I started going for a class last Monday,

I stopped complaining about the rain and the piles of clothes that I have to iron.

I want to start cooking again.

I started going to the gym too.

I started taking portions in halves. 

I learnt that adulting requires a few mishaps here and there, in order for you to not repeat the mistake.

I learnt to drive by my own, even managed to bring friends along to enjoy the crazy ride.

I understood what Shefrin and Statman (1985) meant by "disposition effect", holding my losing trades for far too long, hoping for a recovery that would never come. Heck, we are in a bear market, what was I thinking?

I am not a good person, as what people think I am, but I learnt to spend some time listening to others, hoping that they'd feel less alone. 

Failure is a necessity. 

I can always practice, every single day, until I stop failing.

I can always create new trades, to recover the past losses.

I can always learn to be present, for myself and for others. 

I can always start being discipline.

I can always choose to be happy, and not be bogged down by the mishaps that are happening.

Because in the end, it's okay to fall, again and again and again.

The million-dollar question is,

Will you come back up?