When I was young, I wanted to be great. I wanted to be important, successful and powerful. I wanted to be put onto a pedestal, where I could get the adulation and approval I craved.
I wouldn’t have put it that way then, of course. I just thought I wanted the things my culture presented as normal goals for someone like me. (I understand now the degree to which being raised by a narcissistic father left me craving approval and attention.)
As I’ve gotten more emotionally healthy and psychologically mature, I’ve been surprised to find out that my desires in life have changed. It’s not that I’ve “given up.” It’s not that I’m settling for something easy after failing to achieve things I wanted.
My desires today are healthier and far more likely to make me happy. You see, I want to be ordinary. I want to be a good man. I want to be kind and loving and content with the joy of living an ordinary human life.
But I’ve recently discovered a fascinating paradox. As an ordinary man, I won’t have the things this world and our culture have always promised me. I won’t have wealth or power or adulation. But it turns out that the people who gain what the world and our culture promise won’t have what I have.
They won’t have the peace and contentment and joy of a man who’s living a simple and ordinary life.

Never give up; you may be closer to your goals than you can see
I need responsibility for slaying dragons to protect those I love
What if biggest risk to our lives comes from our own unhappiness?
Reality frequently doesn’t match fantasy when you know full story
The more I understand humans, the less I really comprehend us
After 50 years of being alone and disappointed, boy finally gets girl
We don’t know how to love until we learn to set our egos aside
We often act like madmen who’re eagerly bent on self-destruction
Why does anyone else care what Elon Musk does with his money?