A self help / “how to be successful” book for my birthday from my parents. It wasn’t even that good – it had typos and grammatical errors all over. I was in my early-mid 20s. My dad made me read a chapter every week (and take notes) and then he’d go over it with me. Eventually he stopped forcing me to read it because I put up too much of a fight.
Nothing says “I love you” like being reminded your parents see you as a failure.
A self help / “how to be successful” book for my birthday from my parents. It wasn’t even that good – it had typos and grammatical errors all over. I was in my early-mid 20s. My dad made me read a chapter every week (and take notes) and then he’d go over it with me. Eventually he stopped forcing me to read it because I put up too much of a fight.
Nothing says “I love you” like being reminded your parents see you as a failure.
There’s a reason I’m in therapy…
So, how do you be successful?
You write a book telling people how to be successful.
I think I stopped reading just before that chapter…