Hola, Dragons, so much for my streak! I was doing so well with a post a day but unfortunately, due to unavoidable circumstances, I couldn’t do the post for yesterday. However, I think yesterday’s prompt was a good one so I want to give it a try.
How do you define success?
What is success, really? Does achieving fame means you’ve made it? Or does it mean getting through the days, one day at a time? As I grew older, my life changed in so many ways, and it’s clarified so many things for me, namely what I want out of this life. I don’t have all the answers and I’m still regularly crippled by existential crises but all that I’ve learned throughout the years has shown me that success is a state of mind and it’s very private and unique to each individual.
I spent my childhood in poverty and when you have to worry about money all the time, achieving the means to get a lot of moolah becomes your definition of success. The humiliation and degradation that comes with poverty make you yearn to earn status where no one can put you down again. So achieving the goal of having a higher status becomes the meaning of success for you.
But where does it stop? When is it enough? When I think of it, to me success means achieving whatever goals you set out for yourself, from the smallest little goal to the most ambitious one.
Me, I guess I’ve reached a point in my life where I know I don’t need to prove myself to anyone and I don’t care about being liked or not. I don’t need validation from anyone. I make it a principle not to lie to myself and I am brutally honest with myself about my flaws.
I don’t have a house or a car to my name. But I finally have a good job that gives me a sense of achievement, and shelter. As long as I can take care of myself and pay my rent and bills, it means I’ve made it.
I hope you achieve whichever goals you’re striving for and that you find contentment along the way.
Stay tuned.
∼Lyn