My name is Ashley, and I am a loser. You’re probably a loser too. The definition of a loser is a person that has lost something or that loses. By definition, I am indeed a loser. I’ve lost family members. I’ve lost job opportunities. I’ve lost a countless number of other things that I have no idea about. Losing has been part of my identity for a while. Since the day I realized what it meant to lose, I’ve been a loser because I’ve experienced lost. I remember the first time I actually realized and felt how much of a loser I am. It was right after I graduated from school. My grandma had recently passed, I had to move back in with my mom and finding a job was a struggle. I went to job training all the way in South Carolina for a week just to not get the job. I drove all the way to the other side of my city for job training just to not get that job. I came home crying so much and I told my mom that I was a loser. But all my losing wasn’t bad. I’ve lost out on opportunities that may have been more harmful than good for me. I’ve lost out on guys who may have ended up mistreating me. I’ve lost out on job opportunities with places I would not be happy at. So, yes, I am a loser, but I’m a proud one.
The way I see it, there are two types of losers: A Losing McLose Pants and a Winnie Winning Loser. A Losing McLose Pants loser decides to live in the land of rejection. I completely understand because I’ve lived there before. It’s easier to accept defeat! Accepting defeat means you’ll never win. Never winning means you’ll never move forward and lots of people are okay staying where they are. A Winnie Winning Loser takes their losses and learns from them. They find some solace in knowing that every loss brings you closer to a win. Even if the victory is small, you’re one step closer because you’ve taken your loss and gain something from it.
Losing fostered resilience in me. That did not happen overnight. Some things that I’ve lost were my own fault. I would never try because I didn’t want to fail. I didn’t want to feel like a loser because feeling like a loser made me feel worthless. When I separated loss from self-worth, it became clearer that losing is not always such a bad thing. Now, I lose…a lot, then I get back up and try again…a lot. I lose, but my faith isn’t shaken and I handle the loss with stride.
I’m humbled by my losing. Nothing will keep you more grounded than getting denial after denial, but don’t stay in that place of feeling like you’re worthless because you’re always losing. I’m so humbled by my losses because everyone doesn’t get the opportunity to lose. Some people are given things that they later regret. I’d rather gladly lose than unhappily win. Now when I look back, I realized that the jobs I wanted then have absolutely nothing to do with what I want to do now and they may have been more harmful than anything. There’s always a purpose and a plan to life’s ups and downs. You’re probably reading this and thinking that you’re a loser too. Yes, you are indeed a loser because everyone experiences loss, but don’t give up. Get back up. Let this loss teach you what it means to be a loser. Be a loser with pride. I am a big loser, but I’ve gained so much in my losing. I am proud to be such a wonderful loser.