EMpower, not IN power

Girls compete, women empower

I am very ambitious, which is great. It makes me work hard, dream big and achieve my goals. But it also makes me ridiculously competitive. It's difficult when I don't 'win'. This sounds terrible, but it's a very real struggle for me and a few other people I know. When someone else succeeds, we feel that we have failed.

This is so far from the truth, though! What I have had to learn, is that by celebrating another's success, you will not dampen your own. Another's success is not your failure. You should strive to EMpower others, not be IN power yourself.

Empowering someone isn't always simple. Sometimes they will rub things in your face. Sometimes they will never let you hear the end of it. But the people worth empowering are those that empower you in return. Now, I'm not saying strive to be better than those who don't empower you, or be rude or catty. All I mean is that true friends empower one another. They support each other's successes and push each other to be better versions of themselves. They do not compete with each other, become jealous and bitter.

When you start celebrating with people, instead of degrading your own accomplishments every time someone else succeeds, you will be a happier, ultimately more successful, person. Don't let bitterness over something that was never supposed to be your victory consume you. Celebrate your victories, and the ones of those around you. You aren't supposed to always win.

EMpower, not IN power. Let's become a community of celebrators, not competitors.

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