I'm a success. I survived a lot of stuff many others couldn't, I'm immensly happy, and i am well loved.
I'm a success. I survived a lot of stuff many others couldn't, I'm immensly happy, and i am well loved.





I'm progressing towards my own success as well.... which is why I haven't been around for awhile.![]()
"We all must suffer from one of two pains: the pain of discipline or the pain of regret. The difference is discipline weighs ounces while regret weighs tons. In order to achieve what others don't, you have to do what others won't."
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I'm a giant loser compared to the kids I grew up with who are all in their mid-20s with white-collar careers. But I feel very happy, and peaceful, and I am healthy and grateful for the time I've had so far on earth. Like, I don't ever wish that time would pass faster, that the workday would end, that the weekend would come, that retirement would hurry on, you know? I mean, maybe my white-collar friends don't feel that way either, and I'm just having some weird inverted version of sour grapes.
Anyway, it's hard to say. I don't feel successful, but I do feel happy. Happy and just a bit restless, which will maybe someday percolate into success. That would be nice.
Drought was over. Where was I? Drinks were on the house.
For mixers, my love, you'd poured--what?--even the rain.
Sure, I'd say I am. I just realized thinking about this that I don't aspire to any kind of 'success', except to be happy, and I'm happy so...great success!
ETA: I have measured myself by societal 'success' milestones in the past...degree, owning things, money...and they all contribute, but I really really don't feel they even remotely describe what success really is anymore.
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Considering what I'm working with, I'm a success. As long as I'm not living on the street mumbling to myself I'm doing ok IMO.



TOTH, you're a gifted writer, and you're beginning to give your conscience and heart to the world. And Gingerlee, your heart is huge, and you are not afraid to share it, and you are constantly thinking of others. These things are bigger than all the white-collar, "successes" out there. I think you guys are very successful, and I salute you.
JK Jim




On the contrary. I'm a complete and utter failure in every conceivable sense. I've squandered every advantage or lucky break I ever had, and then some.
"Doc still loved true things, but he knew it was not a general love and it could be a very dangerous mistress." - John Steinbeck, Cannery Row
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In my own little world I'm a success. I'm not drunk or high anymore or dead either, and no matter what, if I have that, I'm winning.




I'm a success as a parent.
My son is only 10 but I can see that he is a happy, healthy, easy going, considerate, polite, well mannered kid.
I figure if he doesn't end up on the couch as an adult, I've done my job.
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This is a very sweet and generous thing to say. Thank you so much for saying it.![]()
You and I both seem to have this problem, huh? It's funny how much you being you makes me think about me being me. 'Cause, see, I think you sound like you're doing okay. I mean, I really, really like you. And it's true, I (regrettably) haven't met you yet , but it's pretty hard for a loser to masquerade as a non-loser for any extended period of time. Also, TOO seems to think you're all right. And he seems to have the firm and well-reasoned opinions.
I suppose so much of the answer to the original question depends upon self-perception, anyway; as such, there exists a precarious balance between humility (a trait that you and I both seem to value, perhaps to a fault) and self-confidence. Some days I think it would be better for everyone if I started lying, lying right through my teeth, started stomping around and shaking my index finger being all, "I'm a success and don't you forget about it, buster." I suspect it wouldn't take too long to convince others, and in time, I might be able to convince myself. Yet it seems so daunting, so dishonest and boastful, to take that first step toward even thinking of myself as an unloser, that I can't even give myself permission to do so. On the other hand, sitting around bemoaning all the opportunities I've sabotaged is getting me nowhere fast; it wells up around me deeper every day.
But blah. Now I've gotten all monologuey and analytical. The point is, I have no advice for you. I just like you. A lot. I believe that you are good, and you are worthy of good things. And I am sorry I didn't get to meet you last week, and I am totally threadjacking, and I want you to be happy. I want everybody to be happy, maybe even successful. Even you, especially you. Maybe even me.
Drought was over. Where was I? Drinks were on the house.
For mixers, my love, you'd poured--what?--even the rain.





Thank you. That is so damn true!
Success is a mind-set not what other people think it is ...
Success to some is having alot of "things" or "stuff".
Success to others is having heaps of friends and a full life.
Success to yet others still is having heaps and heaps and heaps of money.
Just like happiness, it comes and goes for me. I'm feeling successful at the moment and have been for awhile.
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