Most of us are unlucky while a few of us are lucky. That is literally the definition of it. When I fuck up in any way or feel unlucky, I try to embrace & own up to it. I don’t like telling people I messed up or I got unlucky, but I bite the bullet and do it anyway.
Although it sucks, being unlucky is usually a blessing in disguise. See, most of the time being lucky is much harder to realize than being unlucky. Have you ever thought about how nice it is to have access to clean water? Most don’t, but it wouldn’t take a long time to realize a water outage. (really extreme example but same point stands)
That’s the beauty of being unlucky. It makes you realize and appreciate all the times you are lucky.