After all, what is success? For some, it is a three-line job, for others, an apartment in the center, and for others, it is just the silence of home and a warm hand nearby. And the more we “eat” someone else’s success with our eyes - on social networks, in conversations, in other people’s biographies - the stronger the hunger, but not real, but imaginary.
📈 Sometimes success begins to resemble a feast:
“I want more... more... can I have two villas and three awards?”
And now you don't go through life - you roll like a ball with a stuffed ego.
And here the main thing is to stop. Ask yourself:
- And what am I doing this for?
- Is this my taste at all?
- Or just a fashionable presentation?
True success is like good caviar - in small portions, on holidays, with the right toast. And better - with loved ones. So that there is someone to share with and to whom to say:
"Yes, I did it. But the most important thing is - next to whom I did it."
So let's celebrate success - but with a sense of proportion.
So that you don't feel sick. Not from food. Not from life. Not from yourself.