“It isn’t the person who has too little, however the man who craves extra, that’s poor.” — Seneca
There’s a scene in Combat Membership the place Edward Norton’s character flips by way of an IKEA catalogue, imagining his good house. “What sort of eating set defines me as an individual?” he asks. It’s humorous. But additionally uncomfortably acquainted.
That was me. For years, I lived in pursuit of extra. Extra shoppers. Extra earnings. Extra recognition. Extra apps. Extra upgrades.
I assumed success was one thing you reached by continually levelling up. If I wasn’t chasing the subsequent factor, was I even rising?
It took a stroke to cease me in my tracks.
The Wake-Up Name
In 2023, I spent seven months in hospital recovering from a stroke. Every week earlier than it occurred, I used to be making an attempt to cram extra tasks into my already full schedule. A month later, I couldn’t even stand with out assist.
Whenever you’re pressured to stare on the ceiling for a lot of the day, your perspective shifts.
I finished fascinated about ambition, and began fascinated about sustainability. I’d been measuring success by amount — income, followers, productiveness hours — however none of these issues helped me recuperate, or really feel extra human.
