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How failure can lead to later success prompt

Both my older siblings have perfect pitch and are able to recognize any pitch of a note. I was around five years old when I learned that I did not have this gift when they were both guessing the notes that our mother played on the piano accurately every time. Our family was very strict about our musical talent when we were young and we had to practice one hour of each instrument every day. I did not practice seriously and went so far to even use the bathroom as an excuse to waste a minute of practice time. After playing the same song for weeks while my siblings went to new songs in days, piano became very repetitive and frustrating.

I stopped practicing both the piano and the violin when I became a middle school student but my mom still wanted me to have music in my life so she decided to send me to private lessons for guitar. I barely practiced because I was cocky and thought that I had enough musical experience from piano and violin to learn at a normal pace just from lessons. Two whole years had passed and I was still learning from the same guitar book. In my defense, it was a very thick book! My teacher became aware and realized I wasn’t practicing so he insisted that I at least spend 15 minutes each day which was nothing compared to the hours I practiced when I was younger. When I picked up enough motivation to finally practice, I heard harmonic and beautiful sounds coming from my brother’s piano and my sister’s flute. I felt inferior and embarrassed of my guitar talent that I decided to not practice. I was worried that my parents would compare me to my siblings and think that I was a lost cause. This thought has always been in the back of my mind whenever I started to practice and it became so difficult for me to play guitar in front of my family that I would sometimes make sure no one was home that could hear me play.

My brother basically perfected piano and was a master of the keys. He asked our mom to sign him up for guitar lessons for just one day since he was bored and wanted to try something new. His natural talent of reading music helped him pick up the guitar so quickly that once the lessons was over, he jokingly told me that the teacher said he was already on the same level as me. I was always impressed by my siblings but now I was jealous. I know he was messing with me like he always did but I became so unconfident to become a skilled guitar player that even though my mom spent a lot of money on the guitar, I decided to become a quitter and stopped going to guitar lessons.

Clarity cleared my paranoid thoughts and I realized that my siblings never judged me how bad I was with music. I have always ignored my parents encouraging me to practice guitar because I thought they would judge and compare me to my siblings. I become so disappointed in myself that I couldn’t get the best of music back when I was younger when I see someone very talented in an instrument. I learned to stop being discouraged by what other people think of me and just become the most that I can be.

Any cringy parts that i should exclude or rephrase or is it really bad that i should just rewrite the whole thing?