I’m glad I didn’t have early success. It sucks that for nearly 11 years I’ve been floating from one mode to another in a heart wrenching attempt at finding myself. But if life didn’t suck, I would never have taken my head outta my ass long enough to look around my world for clues, for moments, for signs to live. Not finding myself or my vocation has forced me to go countless miles, and in those miles I’ve discovered and explored vast landscapes of the human mind. I’ve dabbled in a plethora of studies,interests,passions in search for that one esoteric piece that’d make this whole greyness go away. Had I found an answer early on, I would have set up camp in one mindset and never be bothered to move. Can you imagine having a 16, 17 year old’s mind dictate what trajectory one’s life will take for the succeeding 5-6 decades? Early success is fatal to growth. It overshadows everything else and makes life about an attempt to recreate that one moment in time. Failure is education, and success is a diploma. What merit does a diploma hold if you’ve never studied the course?
True success is to grow into your potential. It shouldn’t be a moment in time where you tick off a box.
“What you get by achieving your goals is not as important as what you become by achieving your goals.”
― Henry David Thoreau