I Thought Success Lived Somewhere Else
- Jun 1
- 3 min read
There was a version of me that believed success had a zip code.
And for a long time, that zip code was Chicago.
Big city. Big energy. Big proof that I had done something with my life.
So when I finally got there…I expected to feel like I had arrived.
Instead, I felt like I had misplaced myself.
THE LOWEST POINT (THAT DIDN'T LOOK LIKE ONE)
From the outside, nothing was “wrong.”
I lived in a city people dream about.I was building a life that, on paper, made sense.
But internally?
Everything felt off.
Heavy.
Disconnected.
Like I was performing a version of myself I couldn’t sustain.
That’s when I found him—a therapist who didn’t just listen… he heard.
Not in a clinical, checkbox kind of way.In a human way.
He didn’t rush me toward answers.He helped me sit in better questions.
He challenged me.Gently, but clearly.
And slowly, something started to shift.
THE REALIZATION I DIDN"T WANT
Somewhere along the way, a truth surfaced that I tried to ignore:
I didn’t want to be there anymore.
And that felt like failure.
Because I had spent years believing:
Leaving home = growthBig city = successStaying = settling
So what did it mean that I wanted to go back?
THE MOVE THAT FELT LIKE A STEP BACKWARD (BUT WASN'T)
Deciding to move back to Michigan wasn’t a bold, confident choice.
It was terrifying.
Not just because I was leaving the city—but because I was leaving him.
The person who had helped me start to understand myself.
In one of our last sessions, I remember half-joking, half-serious asking:
“What am I supposed to do without you?”
I wanted something concrete. A tool. A method. A plan.
Instead, he gave me something better.
THE ADVICE
He told me: “Read as many other people’s stories as you can—”
At the time, it felt… simple.
Almost too simple.
But what I didn’t realize then was this:
He wasn’t giving me content.
He was giving me pattern recognition.
WHAT STORIES ACTUALLY DO TO YOUR BRAIN
When you hear enough real stories, something starts to happen:
You stop asking,“Why is this happening to me?”
And start noticing,“Oh… this is part of being human.”
You begin to see:
struggle isn’t unique
uncertainty isn’t failure
detours aren’t dead ends
You start building a quiet internal belief:
People figure it out.People rebuild.People come back stronger, differently, more themselves.
And eventually…
So can I.
THE UNEXPECTED, FULL-CIRCLE MOMENT
This morning, I was sitting at an ATM.
Nothing glamorous.
Nothing profound on the surface.
Just a normal moment.
And I caught myself thinking:
I feel more alive than I ever have.
Not because everything is perfect.Not because I “figured it all out.”
But because I’ve built a brain that knows how to:
notice what’s happening
stay present in it
and respond with intention
And a big part of that?
Stories.
The Curiosity Curator
Lately, I’ve found myself pulled into these short, powerful snippets of real people’s lives.
Different eras.
Different backgrounds.
Different circumstances.
Same underlying truth:
Life is messy.
And meaningful anyway.
These stories don’t just entertain me.
They remind me.
They reinforce something my therapist planted years ago:
You don’t need to live someone else’s version of success to build a life that feels like yours.
THE TRUTH INSIDE IT ALL
This isn’t just about stories.
It’s about what stories do to your internal environment.
Because before you work your way into a better life…
You have to see that one exists.
Stories help you:
expand what feels possible
regulate your emotional state
recognize patterns in real time
They quietly train your brain to respond differently.
IF YOU'RE IN A LOW PLACE RIGHT NOW
Borrow this.
Not my story.
The practice.
Find stories.
Real ones.
Messy ones.
Unexpected ones.
Ones that don’t follow the script you thought life was supposed to follow.
Let them work on you.
Let them show you what’s possible before you fully believe it yourself.
Because here’s what I know now—
There is no “right” place to build your life.
There is only:
the environment you’re in
the state you’re operating from
and how you choose to respond
And sometimes…
The thing that changes everything is simply realizing:
You’re not the only one figuring it out.
This is a MoveMaker Moment.
Read the room.
Reset yourself.
Respond on purpose.

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