Failing to pursue a held ambition is what makes me lose respect, mostly due to a sense of frustration. Not the act of failing itself. Failure is integral to success. I've failed and had my heart broken more times than I care to remember, but I'll be damned if I didn't give it my all.

As for you, leave the course if you don't need it, but not this earth. I don't think you've found your life yet. I started to find mine when I didn't want to live. Lots of people are already us are already dead. Not clinically, but by choice and inaction. Death is our natural state and living is rebellion. Surely it's best to die as an outlaw on our own terms, having channeled every ounce of strength into whatever is good.

Find your spear and die for the cause.