I was viewing an old calendar of a university I wished I could have gone to. I was never able to continue, since I couldn't focus, and performance anxiety would stall me.
As I closed the calendar, I asked myself what I was so occupied with looking at all those academia with degrees?
I realized I was thinking about success, and I couldn't pursue university, because of my situation, and family responsibilities.
Also, I realized that my definition of success must have something to do with wishing to compare myself. If I set a goal too high, I might respond negatively. If I set a goal too low, I might fool myself into being confidant about something which isn't important.
