The Success Story
**Hello Wold**
It’s been quite a while since I’ve been at this; life sometimes drags me into funk-like moods where I feel like I can’t do anything else but minimally function as a human being and fulfil my duties.
Today, I managed to drag myself back from this place (and that’s my success story 😂 -no I’m just kidding). But talking success stories, I got this concept stuck in my head the other day listening to Hello Katy over here on Youtube talk about her recently going into therapy (which is another common denominator), but specifically tag the idea of how social media now has shape shifted from showing perfection even when unreal, to showing you the “underdog” story turned to success.
And yes, there are definitely tons of stories like that out there in the world, some we may not even know or hear about -either because folks don’t need/want to share it, or because simply even if to them it seems like a success story to their lives, to the world may not fit the mould -. In any case I kept spiralling around this idea of a success story and well for one I realised a few things:
I often find myself searching, binge-watching, reading about or listening to content that has some concept of push through , how to succeed from the ground up and other some-what useful but rarely realistic ideas, that don’t really apply to my own personal life
I recognize that it’s true that this became such a central theme in everyone’s lives recently (at least the ones around me). I keep talking to friends about it, about how we’re not clear how to get there , or what it is we really desire.
Life becomes this chase for meaning and fulfilment and recognition -all internal clearly- that we lose so much of ourselves it starts looking like we’re stranded on a boat in the middle of the Pacific and no skills of how to figure out stirring into any direction.
I myself also think about what my success story would ever be like, how is this crap that I feel now almost every day going to manifest in the future into this great thing that no one would’ve thought possible? and..
I sometimes come to the realization that all the small little things that I do on a daily basis when emotions and depression hit hard, like being able to push myself out of bed, push myself to move my body for just 10 mins and feel better after, get my work duties done successfully, not break down every night before bed - all of these things are small success stories. Hardly anybody understands each other’s level of difficulty in turning the switch around and going into the opposite direct from a lowest-low point.
So at the end of the day I guess, chasing others’ success stories and looking to fill the empty image of our own selves with the lives of others, of their paths, rarely helps gain an understanding of what our own success stories are or could ever be.., and also, how proud we should be for overcoming even the smallest hurdle in dealing with just today.
