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Forms of Failure - by Paul S - Diary of a Punter

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I recently attended two weddings, one in Carlisle the other in Edinburgh. I’m glad I made it to both. Partly just because staying away from home, as well as travelling, is now a logistical nightmare full of trepidation, and so pulling off both successfully felt good. Partly because when I initially accepted the invitations I had secretly told myself that I wouldn’t actually go – and so deciding No, I damn well will go, and following through, also felt good. But mostly just because they were fun days, surrounded by a lot of good people, many of whom I’ve known for years but was seeing for the first time since the accident, and all of whom treated me no differently than before. Two of my good friends did something special, which I could be a very minor part of, and that was great. So, I do not regret going. But I’d be lying if I said it was simple for me to just enjoy such occasions, great as they are. For a start, it’s hard not to feel acutely self-conscious. I can see guests who don’t

Forms of Failure Or, why moral luck is a bitch Paul S Oct 19, 2025 120 30 8 Share I recently attended two weddings, one in Carlisle the other in Edinburgh. I’m glad I made it to both. Partly just because staying away from home, as well as travelling, is now a logistical nightmare full of trepidation, and so pulling off both successfully felt good. Partly because when I initially accepted the invitations I had secretly told myself that I wouldn’t actually go – and so deciding No, I damn well will go , and following through, also felt good. But mostly just because they were fun days, surrounded

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