How I got there

It feels good to succeed.

In a perfect world I'd know how to succeed at everything I do, but in my real world a lot of my successes feel mysterious. I don't know how I got there.

I am lucky. That is one thing I am sure about.

But I also think that I pick up on many things unconsciously and those subtle noticings make my successes happen more often.

It is true that nothing breeds success like success. If I believe I can do something, my self-confidence soars and I am less likely to hesitate and out think myself. Confidence does not come easy to me, but I learned to fake it a long time ago.

Of course faking confidence only fools others. The real me knows, but sometimes I can get caught up in acting like I know and that is almost as good! I can see how people become power hungry. Succeeding is addictive.

The secret seems to be that it is okay to fake the confidence, but I can't fake the success, so when it's real, those are the times to celebrate.

When I fail, that is a time to learn and that is why it is so scary not to know how I got there.