Foreword

I drove through my childhood with a boy scout’s mentality. Good manners, discipline, obedience and behavior in alignment with society’s expectations and you’ll be given a false feeling of security. But puberty turns everything upside down. Suddenly the feeling of security you’ve grown into becomes the greatest paralyzer of your mental development on your road to maturity. Your comfort zone is usually very limited and risk-taking isn’t one of your virtues.
Primary school went by with flying colors, so did my high schooling, but university greeted me with something totally different. As I’ve been used of great challenges, I decided to continue my career path studying physics. At least, I thought that was my decision.
With no goals, except the one to make it to the diploma as soon as possible, and no vision of my future whatsoever, I was practically destined to fail. The toughness of the study program soon reminded me of my poor study habits, and stubborn as I am, I signed no resignation, and tried my luck for the second time.
This time without scholarship and with feeling of guilt, that made a good excuse to work beside my studies, to be as financially independent as possible. But study program was far to hard for such practice, so I failed again.
Used of successes, my state at that time was becoming a nightmare, confronting me with my deepest fears and prejudices. I had little time to think of my future, and I had decided to choose lesser evil by trying for the third time, since I had already used all the bonuses and was convinced, that I couldn’t fail once more.
Furthermore, I had decided to drastically limit my free time activities. And the result: huge decrease of motivation and extreme downfall of self-esteem and self-confidence.
Soon it was all clear – I will have to clear up my life’s purpose and set some goals. And I did so, despite of my indecisiveness. All on my own, for the first time in my life. And it felt and still feels great, despite the fact that I had to work hard all summer to make enough money to pay my tuition at the new faculty, that I spent three years on the wrong study program and I would never change those experiences for anything. Because they forced me to grow in my character, they liberated me and they routed me to the right track for the pursuit of my own happiness.
The depression of those years turned out to be one of my greatest gifts, that awakened me back to my own life. And taught me how to develop all my potentials.
Failed student or not? That’s up to you to decide…