"Dress for success! You want that job don't you?"
"You want a job doing what you love, don't you?"
"Don't you want to buy your own house?"
What even is being a successful adult? A lot of people answer it right away into to categories. Money and happiness. Those whom immediately thought of houses and cars and having a leisurely life fall into the money category. And those who thought of having a family and just having fun fall into the happiness category.
Now that's just general. I find that there is an in between and I often find myself in that in between area. For example, I don't need the greatest job in the world, and I want to have a job to support future offspring and a dog I might have in the future. That's my happiness and money right there. I just need a house that fits me and my future family. I don't need five rooms and a guest room. But I wouldn't turn it down either.
Jenny (the trouble maker that she is) still lives with her family and quit college ages ago. However, she running a pretty good business with her button designs. Good for her. She's happy where she is and is a lot happier than most people from my high school class. This to me, (as annoying as it is to admit) is a success.
She's living her life. She's feed. And she's doing what she wants.
And yet I know that she tears herself up at night because she thinks that she's a failure because a handful of our friends have graduated college and moved away and she's stuck with her parents.
What am I trying to say here?
Guys, don't beat yourselves up. Not everyone has the best job. And NO ONE has the same path in life.
Geezus, if I could go back in time and tell my high school self, "hey give up all your plans right now. None of them are going to work. Get into sewing. You're really good at it and start working on those designs. And don't worry about the princess thing." then I don't think I would have built myself up to where I am now.
I remember I was looking down on myself one day because I was the worst flute player in the history of my university (or at least that's how my professor made me feel). And my friend, Kevin, told me not to look down on myself because a lot of people looked up to me for my intellect and battling my dyslexia, including himself.
And I... felt that. I felt like I suddenly understood why some of my freshman friends would cheer me on when I thought I would fail a test. Why my senior friends told me that I was better at chemistry than I thought. Why I would get upset if I ever got a C.
I looked so successful in their eyes, and I never felt it until three years after I graduated high school.
Even just today I thought: "What have a really done?"
I tried the Youtube thing. I stopped that.
I tried the wattpad. I couldn't keep up with that.
I tried the gamer thing. I'm not the best at that.
I even tried the cosplay thing. I procratinate at that. However, this one is actually sticking. And I actually really like it.
It was then I realized. I do love this. I created a few designs. I redesigned my website. I check for domain stuff and contracts. I even looked into copyrighting some of my stuff.
I did so much today and it was physically nothing but the virtual start of something.
This to me is the start of my success.
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