My therapist asked me this question last week (also blogged about by Onion Girl here). I figure the stars must be aligned, so here are my thoughts on “success”.
My natural tendency is to define it in much the same way my mother would – money, job title, nice car, nice house, money, qualifications … did I mention money? All my life this is what success has meant to me. All my life I’ve pursued those things. Done what’s expected in the pursuit of all that is money Holy.
But somehow, things seem to have shifted. Success is no longer about those things to me. Sure, some of them are nice to have, and I’d rather have things like money and a car that works than not have them. But now, success is evolving. Now it’s more about people and relationships and helping others. And love. And pursuing things that make me happy.
I started crying when talking about this in therapy.
The Wonder Therapist said: “You don’t look very happy about this?”
Me: “I am. I’m just sad it’s taken me this long. I’m nearly 40 and I’ve been doing what’s expected of me all my life. Finally I’m seeing what I want and what is important to me. And that none of the things I thought mattered really do. I’m happy, but I’m also sad.”
So, anyway, I’m curious – how do you define success?