BY WHOSE METRIC ARE YOU MEASURING YOUR WORTH?

By who’s definition of success?

I've been a serial entrepreneur since I was 13.

I built a company to over $8M in sales.

And I've also stood in my kitchen, staring at an empty refrigerator, wondering where rent would come from.

Society would call that failure.

I call it initiation.

Because here's what I know that I didn't know then:

The woman who judges herself by external markers - the timeline, the title, the bank account - will always find herself lacking.

There will always be someone further ahead in the race you didn't even sign up for.

But the woman who measures her worth by the depth of her becoming?

She is untouchable.

Every bankruptcy of circumstance became a fortune of wisdom.
Every moment I thought I was behind, I was actually descending.

Going deeper. Growing truer.

Your parents' dreams for you were their un-lived lives speaking.
Society's timeline was written by people who never met your soul.

And that voice that says "I should be farther along"?

Ask it: By what standard?

And then ask: Would I say this to my own daughter?

The more fierce question is this:

What if where you are is exactly where your soul contracted to be?

What if every detour was actually the path?

What if falling behind was falling into yourself?

You haven't failed the timeline.

You've transcended it.