I feel better already!
Seriously, I've long thought my habit of jumping in WAY over my head was a personality flaw of some kind--and suspected it wasn't. This is a nice confirmation.
If that's the kind of person you are, then falling off of some metaphorical horse isn't really defined as a failure.
One of my heroes, Mark Twain, put it this way, "A man who carries a cat by its tail learns things he can learn no other way."
Or Carlin: "If you set out to fail, and you succeed, what have you done?"
I don't care what the answer is. I've long been tired and a little disgusted by our increasingly risk averse world, and I've learned to ignore it.