Your obsession with success is making you miserable
It took me thirty-two years of my life to admit to myself that I was obsessed with success. Not until I finally came to the realization that it wasn’t really success I was obsessed with; not in the truest sense of the word anyway.
In truth, I was just running away from my inner belief that I wasn’t enough. I felt the need to prove myself to the world, to my father, to my siblings and even to me. The life I was leading was a lie.
After years of never feeling like I had achieved enough, earned enough, helped enough, made enough people look and feel beautiful, I was physically, mentally and spiritually tired.
Check out my article on Kizzi Magazine to find out how I overcame my insecurities and fears to finally achieve real freedom and success in business and in life.
