Define your own success
Growing up I had this picture of what success was supposed to look like. It looked perfect, and I wanted that perfection. Boy was I wrong. I strived to have perfection in all I did. I thought success meant being perfect. Through a series of unfortunate events when I was in High School, I learned that perfect I was not. I thought this meant that I was not successful and could not fully achieve success. I saw myself through tinted glasses. I allowed the actions of others to cloud my view. Perfect was not attainable. It was never attainable. That realization hurt me for a long time, but now I find it freeing. I am flawed. I am imperfect. I am real. And, I am successful. I am also a failure. That failure is what spurs me on to reach higher and work harder. I would rather be imperfect and fail than have a facade of perfection. I have learned that what I used to think was success and was pe...