The truth is, I d likely fall into another depression. Maybe it would last a month. Maybe it would last a year. Then I d pick myself up, brush myself off, wipe the blood out of my eyes, and try again. Failure is the great sieve.
Failure thins the herd.
And failure is inevitable. The measure of your talent and fortitude is how you deal with it. It s up to you. Because when failure comes, they will lack the psychic arsenal necessary to overcome it. And their misery will be much greater than yours because they ve tasted success.