I was going to be all clever, and start this post with a dictionary definition of “success…” Then I realised that really that would be stupid, since the whole point of this post is that whether or not you are successful depends on your definition of success.


I used to work for a pension company. I was there for six years, during which time I got promoted, was taken on a free trip to Spain,  given an award for “thinking outside of the box,” got all sorts of fancy pants stuff thrown at me, and probably could have gone on to… whatever “successful” people in that industry do. My point is that to all intents and purposes, I looked successful. I had a nice house, a gym membership, a personal trainer, lots of stuff. Until I had a massive nervous breakdown, and walked away from it. People thought I was bonkers when I ended up moving out of my house and giving away hundreds of pounds’ worth of things, but to me it felt like the only sensible option. Like that line from Fight Club: the things you own end up owning you.
I ended up going back to pensions, because I had no idea what I wanted to do. When I was made redundant, I was over the moon. To me, that was the universe saying “you idiot, I’ve already told you once that this is not for you!”

Success is not the same for everyone.

I’ve a friend who left a job working in the City for a massive company where she earned a fortune but was never at home, to run her own business locally where she can spend more time with her daughter. Her neighbour keeps bringing her application forms for jobs in massive multinationals; he doesn’t understand why she wouldn’t want to be in that sort of work if she could.
For you, success might be being a manager at your local supermarket. For someone else, success might be opting out of society completely and being totally self reliant. For some, success looks like being a stay at home parent whose children are home schooled.
For me, success is to have a weekly column in a national newspaper or magazine. It’s taken me a long while to even realise that was what I wanted to do because I bought into other people’s idea of what success meant. Earn lots of money, buy lots of stuff. Like that episode of Friends where Chandler realises he cares about the WENUS.
When I finally realised/admitted to myself that what I wanted to do with my life was to be a writer, it was like everything just sort of slotted into place. I left education and entered the world of work when I was 19. Each time I got a new job, it was always with the thought that “I’ll just do this until I figure out what I really want to do…” I ended up working in pensions for nine years because I thought the office job and the promotions and the annual bonus and all the crap was “success.” It wasn’t.
This post has become a little rambly and disjointed, but my point is this:

If you don’t know what your version of success looks like, you will never know when you get there!

If you don’t know what success means to you – what it truly means, not what you’ve been educated to believe it is – then you’ll never end up doing what you really want to be doing.
And don’t worry if you don’t know what you want to be when you grow up; I was 32 before I made the decision. There’s always time to change and start afresh. Otherwise, what will you think of yourself, when you get to your death bed?
I’m going to go ahead and suggest that if you’re not happy, you’re not successful. It doesn’t matter what you’re doing for work; if it doesn’t make you happy, it’s not the right thing for you.
Furthermore, if you have children, what are you teaching them? It’s all very well sticking it out in a job you hate so that you can afford big Christmas presents and an annual holiday somewhere nice, but what are you teaching your children about life? That you have to do shitty things that you hate so that you can have a shiny car and lots of crap. Isn’t it better to teach them that they can do whatever they want, and that happiness isn’t something you can only experience for 2 weeks a year when you manage to negotiate time off work for a holiday? Wouldn’t it kill you to fast-forward 20 years and find your children wasting away their lives in a job that made them thoroughly miserable? Wouldn’t you rather teach them that they can do whatever they want, as long as it makes them happy?

What are you waiting for? Much like the decision to have children, there will never be a perfect time to quit your crappy job and go and find the one you want. That day will never come.

So go and follow your dreams, whatever they are. Life is too short not to, and it’s better for everyone if you are happy in the short time you spend on this planet.


Vicky is a mother, a blogger, a podcaster and a social media trainer. She writes about life as a single mother, parenting and lifestyle type things.


Messed Up Mum · 15/02/2014 at 14:07

U make a really good point there about what we're teaching our LOs. I hate my job but do it coz I'm too scared to do what I really want… even saying what I want makes me feel silly. Thats not how I want my DS to feel…. I like this post a lot. Thanks x

    Vicky Charles · 16/02/2014 at 08:45

    What is it you want to do? Never feel silly about being who you are; feel sorry for the people who think it's silly because they're the ones who are still too scared to be who they were meant to be x

Emma T · 16/02/2014 at 09:49

Great post. I think success is about being happy in whatever you&#39;re doing, as well as if you&#39;ve reached whatever your goal is. The only thing is making sure you move that goal as relevant rather than clinging on to someone else&#39;s goal.<br /><br />I want to earn enough money to be able to do what I want to do without money worries, make sure N grows up to be a nice person, and have

    Vicky Charles · 16/02/2014 at 15:06

    I think happiness *is* success though, isn&#39;t it? <br />What I mean is – success is subjective, and dependent on what you see as successful. <br />For me, &quot;success&quot; means that I can still spend time with my daughter as well as earning a living. I think we all have success on our agenda, but in different forms. Some people are tied to the perceived image of success, others not so much

Nat · 08/02/2015 at 17:27

Very inspiring – you’re absolutely right, success has not the same meaning for everyone. I do think too much emphasis is put on success as “material things and a bulging bank account” these days. To me, that’s superficial success, not something that can give you happiness. Real success is about being a happy human being – even though that sounds rather simple :)

    Vicky Charles · 08/02/2015 at 20:01

    Definitely agreed. Since becoming a parent this has become even more clear to me – it matters to me that my child and I are happy; the rest is just gravy, as they say…

jan · 08/02/2015 at 18:56

I used to work for a huge company in process analysis – ugh! I completely agree with you – liking yourself is success! Thanks for the reminder.

    Vicky Charles · 08/02/2015 at 19:56

    process analysis… sounds riveting! Isn’t it refreshing to step away from what everyone else thinks “success” looks like!

Joy · 08/02/2015 at 19:28

Your post is ON POINT! That day will never come to do what you want to do, what you are passionate about or to take that step you know will change your life- Like Richard Branson says, “Screw it, Let’s Do It!”. You’ve just helped me to make up my mind about a decision that I needed to make but was “waiting for the right time”.

    Vicky Charles · 08/02/2015 at 19:53

    Fantastic! You’ve made my day. So pleased you *get it* completely. Good luck with your new venture, whatever it is x

Christine Campbell · 09/02/2015 at 15:58

So true. Sadly, many people never manage to work out what would make them happy, what success would look like to them.
Me? I’m a writer. I sell a few of my novels now and then. I’m happy, therefore I’m successful.

    Vicky Charles · 09/02/2015 at 16:30

    Brilliant, Christine. You sound very successful to me!

Heather Keet · 09/02/2015 at 20:03

I love this post! I hate when people think the paycheck or the job title determines the success. I was miserable working for other people. I made my husband miserable as well. When I quit and opened my own business I immediately felt happier. And the kicker came when I started earning more on my own than when I worked for “the man.”

    Vicky Charles · 10/02/2015 at 10:18

    Oh, Heather! That’s fantastic! I’m not quite there yet on the earning front, but I’m definitely a lot happier like this than I was.

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