How do you take a hard loss?

No matter what, it's always hard to swallow your pride in a loss. You want to bring up why and how it happen, but every way you seem to explain it, it seems like an excuse. Hopes of a golden era...a time when yours(anything) was on top of the world and nothing could stop it is quickly taken. Things were perfect and it played out perfect, every single time, nothing could stop you, the stars seemed aligned and every fortune cookie you opened was the best one yet! ...Yet, you come to an abruptly and interrupting halt, right at the peak of your success. It seems it is a mistake, because this could not be happening to you. But the reality of it is, when you wake up each morning, you are still there, defeated, lost, and left wanting.


Many a time you want to take it back, your un-quenched desire alludes your mind to believe in creating some type of time machine, to go back and make the right move; to change it all. Your mind tells you, "If I could only change this one thing." and that thought, sets off a race to other nagging thoughts, that you can not get rid of so easily. The thorn in your side is that simple little detail that you forgot to pay attention to; that was your demise. It was the beginning of the end, once you gave birth to such negativity; to such a simple, small thought. You ask yourself, time and time again, "Why did I even think such a thought?" and you cannot come to a justifying conclusion. It pains you to think that you saw the mistake unfolding before your very eyes and you did nothing. The emotion that fills your eyes, down to your feet,is overwhelming.

The fact is, whether we are talking about relationships, the work industry, or the sports industry, the loss is all the same. Because you have created this bond, that is almost like a foundation to something so real, so solid...and untouchable. You hold the utmost respect for this relationship, person or team. You believe yourself undestructable and bullet proof, in that you become blind. You fail to realize that destiny cannot be deterred. When destiny knocks at your door, you cannot have it waiting.

Reality as blunt and vivid as it is, cannot comfort any part of you at all. It either elates you to a euphoric ecstasy or it deflates you to a slow replaying death. The more you connect with that premonition you had, before reality walked up to you. When you finally begin to accept that it had been written and you had nothing or could do nothing to change it...this is freedom.