How Do We Define Success?
- 1 “brand new” copy of Must Girls Love on Amazon is being sold for $2,128.01
- 8 people have 5-star reviewed Must Girls Love on Amazon
- 1 person wrote, “One of the best book I’ve ever read!”
- 5,652 followers on Instagram
- 1,444 likes on my Facebook Writer Page
- 10,000(ish) people reached monthly on Facebook
- Hotels, restaurants, and fitness studios host me for blog features
- Brands send me clothes to wear and promote
- 33,959 totals views on my YouTube channel
- 2,434 subscribers to my blog
But none of that seems to matter. It’s money that speaks. And my blog has made almost none.
I’m slightly embarrassed to admit it, and that’s exactly why I’m writing and sharing this blog post.
From as young as I can remember, my dad forcefully encouraged: “Get a job that supports you. Better yet, come work for me.” Success was monetarily valued.
No money = not a career = not good enough
That belief system can be very detrimental. It takes time to build your dream.
Without big paychecks, it’s easy to judge what you’re doing as worthless.
My belief is that I don’t make a ton, then I really am a failure.
This causes anxiety. And from there, judgment follows.
Being a writer is a quiet profession. I can stand in the middle of a loud coffeeshop, surrounded by many others working and socializing, clicking my keyboard, completely internalized, playing out stories in my head, alone. Some days I make great money, helping businesses with their written content. Other days, while writing blog posts and working on the backend of my website, I make zilch. I do it because I love it…and well, because I hope and pray I will someday make money writing and speaking to audiences about the power of passion and finding happiness and doing so to avoid what my sister did due to unhappiness and heartache: suicide. If I’m paid to do what I already do, then I can spend more time doing just that.
I receive emails and messages from readers about how much they love what I share, how it inspires them. People approach my mom and friends, saying the same things. But words are like hugs. They make you feel warm and fuzzy, but don’t pay the energy bill.
How I define my level of success is often what drives my anxiety. We celebrate the dollar more than how many we inspire.
How do we define success: How much money we make? How many businesses we’ve helped? How many people we’ve inspired?
How do we re-define what society tells us is the definition?
Do you give up your dreams for the high-paying job that you might hate? Do you pursue your dreams and make very little with the hope you eventually make a ton?
How can we celebrate all forms of success instead of always measuring it in dollars?
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