Your success. The fact that you do good work. The fact that people actually like you. Maybe don’t attribute it to luck. Attribute it to the fact that you’ve dedicated your life to your craft. To yourself. To being a good person, a person of standard, a person that people can count on, a person that others look up to because your fucking good at what you do.
I try to stay humble. I give luck a lot of credit. Almost too much. For my failings. Particularly my successes. After all, the random chaos of the world plays a large part in how our lives turn out whether we’d like to acknowledge it or not.
Luck is a real thing. You don't get rewarded for doing the right things at the wrong time. You could do everything right and still fail. You could do everything wrong and still succeed.
Still, I think there comes a point in your life where you must be able to stand up tall and be proud of not only what you've achieved, but also of what you know you will continue doing. I need to be proud of what I've achieved. I need to be proud of what I know is within my realm of capabilities. I need to be proud not just of my work as an artist, but also as a human being, as a friend, as a son, as a lover.
Maybe don't attribute your positive qualities so much to luck. Give yourself a little more credit for the work that you put in day in and day out to be the strong, wise, calm, patient, being that you’ve forged yourself into being despite the uncontrollable chaos in the world. Attribute it to your hard work. Your vision. Your purpose. Your discipline. And your confidence to keep going despite being surrounded by those who insist on taking you down.
Don't attribute it to luck. Give credit where credit is due. Attribute it to hard fucking work.
by Jason Lam