We live in a time where everyone is great, and there’s a social accountability to showing the world exactly how great we are and what awards we got.
The other day I was expressing to a former dance teacher how grateful I was that she never told me I was good when I wasn’t. I have no recollection of what awards we won. We probably did well. None of that mattered.
I knew I had to go and get good. And nobody knew where I was going to get good. They didn’t need to. It wasn’t for them.
It’s the small, personal triumphs that add up to the most meaning, and we don’t need to wait for others to love us to feel successful.