British Open 2009
There are two ways of looking at a defeat.
One. I've lost ... oh boo hoo. The world is unfair. The umpire/judge/other external circumstances all conspired against me. How can one expect to face so many nameless/unseen challenges. I am just one person against countless foes. Everyone wants a piece of me. Oh, the pressure...the expectations...they're too much. I don't need more of these.
Then the depression sinks in. Should I quit? Is this road worth taking? Two options then open up. Death by suicide or perpetuate the downward spiral towards non-existential living.
Two. I've given my best. It does not matter that I've lost. It's better to have loved or fought, rather than to not have done so at all. Say what you will, but I emerged stronger from the pits of the vanquished.
Then the two options. Bring on the next battle!! or It wasn't exactly a defeat, but rather a sad turn of events that may not seem so positive on the outside but what matters is on the inside (semantics theatrics ghoulash bubblewrap crap trap or denial rather)
Of course, these two perspectives are very simplistic and in no way represent the general population of Earth. The two generalized views may be true for some but I think the Aristotelian Golden Mean should make an appearance here.
There must first be an acceptance of the first and then the closure of the second. No matter how naive and bigoted the view of the first, there are some elements of truth. The key is not to dwell further here but instead moving on to the second. That should hopefully motivate you to move on. The subtle difference is to not let the closure be a denial but a lesson learnt. Acknowledge the past and hope for the future but work on the present.
Wow...all this because my Nicol lost in the British Open 2009? I think Sara was right...i am becoming an old softie. Nicol, you're still my champion and i'm sure in many others' hearts.
Or maybe because the dreaded results will be out soon? I think i'm ready, come what may. :(
Addendum : Man..this sounds like a self-help post.
One. I've lost ... oh boo hoo. The world is unfair. The umpire/judge/other external circumstances all conspired against me. How can one expect to face so many nameless/unseen challenges. I am just one person against countless foes. Everyone wants a piece of me. Oh, the pressure...the expectations...they're too much. I don't need more of these.
Then the depression sinks in. Should I quit? Is this road worth taking? Two options then open up. Death by suicide or perpetuate the downward spiral towards non-existential living.
Two. I've given my best. It does not matter that I've lost. It's better to have loved or fought, rather than to not have done so at all. Say what you will, but I emerged stronger from the pits of the vanquished.
Then the two options. Bring on the next battle!! or It wasn't exactly a defeat, but rather a sad turn of events that may not seem so positive on the outside but what matters is on the inside (semantics theatrics ghoulash bubblewrap crap trap or denial rather)
Of course, these two perspectives are very simplistic and in no way represent the general population of Earth. The two generalized views may be true for some but I think the Aristotelian Golden Mean should make an appearance here.
There must first be an acceptance of the first and then the closure of the second. No matter how naive and bigoted the view of the first, there are some elements of truth. The key is not to dwell further here but instead moving on to the second. That should hopefully motivate you to move on. The subtle difference is to not let the closure be a denial but a lesson learnt. Acknowledge the past and hope for the future but work on the present.
Wow...all this because my Nicol lost in the British Open 2009? I think Sara was right...i am becoming an old softie. Nicol, you're still my champion and i'm sure in many others' hearts.
Or maybe because the dreaded results will be out soon? I think i'm ready, come what may. :(
Addendum : Man..this sounds like a self-help post.
