Falling in love with failure

For many years, like most other people  I had been annoyed (to say the least) whenever I failed to do something. This was particularly relevant to my attempts at playing guitar, so I will frame the following topic in terms of my guitar playing, though perhaps the "lesson" can be applied to anything. I by no means discovered this idea, but I certainly reached an understanding of it that proved beneficial to my life as a whole. I owe alot of my maturation in this direction to the effects of smoking Marijuana. For the truly successful, which I know there are many on this forum, this topic is not for you. It is for the young, and those who are tired of failing.
 
For YEARS I made no progress in anything I was stoked on doing, despite my genuine appreciation for them. This included weight lifting, martial arts, and guitar, my main interest, but also every other area of life from school work to women. I had my eyes on the highest level, the true shredders of guitar, the bodybuilders and UFC fighters, the legendary economists of history (my college major), and the suave don juans of the world. It was only when I divorced myself from achieving results that I hit my stride with these things.
 
Guitar is my passion in this world, and above all things I am in love with both what has been done on guitar, but also with the endless sea of possibilities that have yet to been realized. At this point in my life, when I try something knew on guitar, I truly hope I suck at it. Even more, I am over come with a sense of joy when I realize I truly DO suck at something on guitar. Surely, I must be insane right?
 
When you fall in love with failure, it is the same thing as enjoying the honeymoon period of a relationship. Just like the fleeting sense of lust and infatuation that come with enjoying a new romantic partner, the period of sucking at anything is temporary, and should be enjoyed for what it is. You will never quite suck as much at something as the first few times you do it, so enjoy it while you can. These days are numbered, as sadly, one day you will be successful I'll never be able to re-live the days of sucking dick at sweep picking at guitar, just as you all will never be quite as bad at things you all do in your life as you once were.
 
The fear of rejection and failure are now foreign to me. When I try something new at my instrument and make mistakes, I adorn a huge smile, knowing that I am experiencing that mistake for one of the last time. I may as well enjoy it while I can. Sometimes, I find myself anticipating failure only to be let down by the realization of success. Then soon, I find that I am only able to succeed at whatever skill it is, and that I am unable to genuinely recapture that original sense of failure :/
 
Nothing to me sounds sweeter than the sound of playing something incorrectly on guitar. I enjoy these mistakes as they seem to disappear for good after a period of time. These moments are the highlights of my career as a musician because they are unique and often never again replicated. At the end of the day all I am left with is progress.
 
You will only ever get better so long as you do what need to be done, so enjoy the sense of failure and inadequacy that comes from being an extreme amateur at something. Soon this moment will exist only in the rear view, and you wont ever be able to have it back. Truly your moments of failure are the most scarce, as once you become good at something you wont get to be shitty at it anymore.
 
I advise whoever reads this to go out and fail. Play a guitar scale incorrectly, fuck up on a new skateboard trick, strike out with 100 women... but remember these moments with joy as they will soon be gone. Soon you will be too good at these things to ever re-live those moments with a sense of genuine authenticity :/ Truly your most fleeting moments are your most embarrassing failures.