Raised by Errors

Our delusions and mistakes raised us, and we were lucky that our ignorance had not ended our lives earlier!

We were born in different episodes; if we were fortunate, our parents loved us enough to believe that we were worthy and deserving of happiness. If we were blessed, our parents would help us find the proper tools to move ahead toward our goals.

But what if we were born in a house where people do not know how to love? Do they care to make us feel significant? Would they notice our yearning for their love and warmth? Would they even know how exhausting it is to please them unsuccessfully?

If we are not adequately equipped, we are doomed to break down before reaching our goals. And when we fail, those who are not justified to judge us decide for our failure because when they first set us off for the journey, they ask us to pursue their dreams, not ours.

My little piece myself, when you are ready to start your own story, I make sure you count every mistake that you commit and never regret owning them.
Each error can either scar your spirit and hurt you or boost your willingness for your next journey. Praise your mistakes, recite them repeatedly, and be proud of how mature you become after each of them.

When you reach your goals, do not thank me for the love I have provided, as only you deserve the credit for your success.

Remember, when your flaws touch your spirit, your virtues transform into wisdom.

Dana Obeid