Growing up I always associated success with winning. Being the best. Having the most. I thought success was titles and money and being a champion.
I realized the other day just how much my measure of success has changed.
Money matters to me. I like having a comfortable life. I like upgraded amenities and the ability to travel whenever I want.
I like titles. I love the reward that comes with working hard and being promoted. I enjoy the respect that comes with getting to the next level.
I also don’t need those things to consider myself a success. I don’t need them in excess to show that I have made something of myself.
I think I’ve survived a lot of adversity. The fact that I’ve chosen to commit to overcoming that makes me a success.
That I’ve worked my ass off and now work at one of the world’s most recognizable companies is a success. I never gave up and I never settled.
Success to me is emotional health. It’s financial comfort. It’s mental wellness. Success is love for myself.
Success of my past was entirely related to my career. It was climbing the ladder and never stopping.
Success of my future is joy. It’s confidence. It’s love. I
I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t also driven by my career, but it is not the whole sum of what success looks like.
What does success look like for you?