I hate making resolutions, because I find that the more I
tell myself not to do something, the more I want to do it. Whereas, the more I
tell myself I should do something, the harder it gets to do it.
This led me, already at about 18 years of age, to resolve
never to make New Year’s resolutions.
Fortunately, that resolution expired a long time ago. And
now I’m ready to try a new one. It’s about envy. I hereby resolve to try not to
envy other peoples’ success so much.
You see, I’ve spent almost my entire life feeling like an
underachiever. (Doesn’t seem to matter that people looking in from outside
think I’m the opposite.) By this time of life, I should have … How did that
person … while I haven’t yet even …?
That’s a soul-sapping way to live. I’ve tried, more than
once, to be happy for those others. I just don’t usually feel it. Maybe I
would, if I just kept trying. But one thing I can do, and I’m willing to try to
do, is avoid the ugly green feeling, the jaundiced glare. I can at least withdraw from that feeling. I can at least try
not to envy the success of someone else. I know well enough that nobody’s life
is easy, however it looks from outside. I know that whatever they’ve gained,
they have the opportunity—like me—to feel like it isn’t good enough.
But I hope they don’t feel that way. And I’d be shocked if
the most successful people allow themselves to glut on that feeling.
While I’m at it this confession business, here’s the really humbling thing I need to
do, and that’s learn from the success of others. Where did I get the idea that I had it
all figured out? Stupid. I’m just stumbling along here like everybody else.
Only I seldom succeed at things I most want to succeed at, because I shrink
from failure. I don’t put myself out there for criticism. I don’t take the
necessary steps.
So that’s another resolution, wound up in the first. Knock
off the envy, one; and try to learn from the people who succeed. Imitate them
if you like how they did it; don’t if you don’t. But don’t be all “Well I could
have done it too if I had …” Don’t. Ever.
There. That ought to last me another twenty years.
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