I grew up brainwashed with the axiom that one must be successful in life. So, I naturally sought success in everyday encounters, books and motivational sessions. But, the more I learned the regimen of success– they call them tips–the more confused I became. Some of them go: you must wake up at so-so time and sleep by another time, you must dress this way, you must walk this way, you must talk this way, you must weigh this size, you must say some things to yourself in the mirror every day, you must keep some kind of persons as friends, you must show up, you could drop out of school, you must marry this kind of person...
The list is endless, with each success expert postulating his/ her own theory. I wagered that if I apply one-tenth of these theories, I would lose my sense of self in the process. So, I made a simple resolution: I don’t want to be successful again; I only want to be me. And if success is fortunate to come my way in the course of my being me, then congrats to success. It is more important to be me than to be successful.
The list is endless, with each success expert postulating his/ her own theory. I wagered that if I apply one-tenth of these theories, I would lose my sense of self in the process. So, I made a simple resolution: I don’t want to be successful again; I only want to be me. And if success is fortunate to come my way in the course of my being me, then congrats to success. It is more important to be me than to be successful.
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