Big or small, sometimes milestones feel like nothing.
Perhaps it's the tiredness of waiting. Perhaps it's that feeling of waiting and waiting, and when it arrives, it feels like nothing. Perhaps it's the lack of recognition. Perhaps it's not having anyone to celebrate with or anyone who would care.
It makes you realize that those you thought were genuine weren't genuine at all. It makes you realize how lonely you truly are at the end of the day.
Perhaps, there might be that one person who watches you succeed quietly. Their quiet support shines brighter than anything. But then you think, why not others? Why is that one person not enough? Why not more and more?
It becomes an endless cycle. That feeling of waiting, that feeling of achieving nothing, that one, quiet soul who might remember to congratulate you, that feeling of wanting more, and then you wait again.
Does that make one selfish? Or are they an exhausted soul whose only hope is that endless cycle they can't seem to let go of?
What is the point of success if you only have your poor self to celebrate with? What happens when you feel drained and no longer interested in that success? Why do you look forward to the next success? Why do you wait with quiet hope that withers once it blooms?