What It's Like To Celebrate Success Quietly
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What It's Like To Celebrate Success Quietly

I don't always tell everyone about my succeses, but I am proud of my accomplishments.

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What It's Like To Celebrate Success Quietly
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Everyone has something they can be proud of in their life. It can be big, it can be small, it can be the fact that you got out of bed this morning without hitting the snooze button 29 times. Regardless, some people, like me, have a hard time sharing successes with people. Some struggle telling people who matter the most. Good things happen to me. The thing is, I’m not the kind of person who can shout them from mountaintops. I can’t. It’s just not who I am.

Now, before I get started, I just want to tell everyone that I have no problem with people who can celebrate their successes that way. It’s exciting when someone posts and tells everyone about how well their week is going. I like that post on Facebook or give it a heart or comment congratulations. I am happy for you and what you’ve accomplished.

But if you’re like me, when something good happens, I don’t run to the highest mountain I can find. Usually, I immediately tell just my mom and dad. They’re the first people who know anything about a position, an award, really – anything. When I tell my parents good news, I don’t feel like I’m bragging about my accomplishments. That’s what trips me up when I want to tell the other people in my life about my successes. I’m afraid that celebrating my successes may come across as bragging.

Facebook seems to be the place where people go to make announcements. It makes sense, being one of the biggest social media platforms we have right now. It’s where all of our friends are and we can get our information out there with only a few key strokes. People have actually gotten mad at me for not posting my accomplishments on Facebook. People may find out about something through other friends or because I finally told them about something cool happening, and right after their “Congratulations!” is the follow-up, “Why didn’t you post this on Facebook?”

This may be another problem entirely, but why Facebook? Why do we need to post on Facebook about every single success we have? Are we just letting people know that we did something cool? Are we looking for likes? Do we just want everyone to know? This may just be me talking because of my whatever-phobia of posting on Facebook, but I can’t quite wrap my mind around Facebook announcements. Sharing cute puppy videos is hard enough for me, let alone posting about some major thing I accomplished.

I guess the one thing that I constantly keep in mind is other people scrolling through their Facebook and potentially seeing something I post or they might be minding their own business and simply overhear me talking about something. I never want something I post to remind a person about something they did not achieve or something they worked incredibly hard on only to not be recognized. I've been on that side and it can be a tight spot and it can be weird. I never, ever want to put someone in a place where they are uncomfortable.

So, to the people who don’t post their successes on Facebook or balance themselves on a mountain peak, I hear you. We can whisper our accomplishments to one another and be proud in the things we can and have achieved.

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