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In the Shadow of Greatness: Finding My Path Amidst a Legacy of Strength

I grew up in an upper middle-class family, but our journey to that status wasn't straightforward. In my early years, we lived in the suburb, sharing a house with my grandparents, along with my uncle and aunt’s families, a total of 16 people. Despite our eventual financial comfort, my parents, two older siblings, and I all shared a single 25 m² bedroom until I was 11. You might wonder how an "upper middle-class" family ended up in such close quarters. The truth is, my grandparents were the ones who were well-off; our own rise to financial stability came later, thanks to years of careful saving and my dad’s persistence through multiple job changes. Growing up, two people stood out as my role models: my grandma and my dad. To be clear, I do not look up to them because of the stereotypical “daddy is a superhero” cliche, but because they were the most successful and intelligent people I knew, and I admired them deeply. For that reason, I want to dedicate this post, and the n...

Navigating the Void Between Achievement and Fulfillment

Success is a term that often eludes precise definition, yet it is relentlessly pursued by many. But what does it really mean? Is success measured by wealth, fame, and happiness? Or is it simply achieving whatever brings personal joy and satisfaction? By many standards, my life could be considered a success. I was always at the top of my class, married by the age of 23, bought a beautiful home, and drove a luxury car by 24. I landed a great corporate job and seemed to have everything figured out at a young age. The future appears bright, my life reflects many of my dreams, and by all accounts, I should be happy. So why do I feel so lost and empty? Lately, I’ve been grappling with a nagging question: Is this an early onset of a mid-life crisis, or am I simply being greedy? It seems that every time I achieve something, the initial rush of excitement is quickly followed by a hollow feeling inside. Instead of basking in the satisfaction of my accomplishments, I’m left questioning thei...