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Failure

Last week I was handed a chance at a new project which could have been interesting and lucrative.  This morning I asked if I could hand it back.  I'm not getting it, and it's eaten too much of my time, energy, and nerves.  I can't in good conscience work on something where I'm not going to hand in a good product.  And I'm utterly frustrated with it all.

I hate failure.  I hate being trusted with something and then failing to hold up my end.  I hate not understanding things, no matter how hard I work to get them.  I hate having to say out loud, I can't do this for you.  I'm not as good as you thought I was.

I hate failure.  It just feels crappy.