What is success? How do I define it with my own experience and defeats? Well, I have my own definitions, maybe most of you would not agree.
I only considered success when I was at school, fantasizing I could achieve anything when I fly out to the real world. At this instant, I ceased to think about it – anymore. I am in the midst of battle, and when you are in combat, you could no longer think of success, but only how to live and to survive.
“Success is the achievement of something planned or attempted.
Survival is staying alive or in existence despite of.”
I just thought, success is only for those who have enormous courage to fight for their own dreams – from those who have tried to block their victory and even have the ability to control their destiny. Success is not to those who are afraid to take risks, who has only limited imaginations, not for those who can’t fully trust themselves and who worries too much to fail.
You can have success if you are brave.
You can survive if you don’t choose.
How can I be successful when I am just following the flow, when lifting the burden only I can carry. I don’t go beyond what I cannot do. I have never tried to surpass afar. I am just too comfortable in my comfort zone.
My survival is my success.