I’ve hit the ground so hard I thought I’d never get back up. Lost money, momentum, confidence — even the sense that I was me. For a while, I thought failure meant I wasn’t built for success. But I’ve learned something: falling isn’t the opposite of progress — it is progress. Every setback strips away what’s fake. It forces you to rebuild from something real. And when you start again, you’re not starting from scratch — you’re starting from experience. I’ve failed spectacularly… and learned to love it. Because each time, I came back stronger, smarter, and a little more unbreakable. So I’ll ask you again — how hard have you fallen? And what did you learn when you finally stood back up? Drop your story below 👇 Let’s build something real here — layer by layer.