I remember I’d been playing guitar for about five years or something and thought I was getting pretty good when I met this kid who was 16 (the same age I started) who’d been playing for six months and was so much better at it than I was, it was scary. That was 23 years ago, and I might be as good as he was now. I’d like to say it never bothered me, but I still remember it.
Remember, Wilford Brimley (the “diabeetus guy” who was in those ads to lean on his fame as an actor) didn’t start acting until he was in his 30s and didn’t make it on screen until his 40s, and he wasn’t a big actor until his 50s.
When I went back to college in 2020 about half of my graduating class was over the age of 30 and about a third was over the age of 50 (and honestly the older students landed by far the cushiest jobs by graduation, so they were able to skip about 10-15 years of career progression based on prior work experience in an entirely different industry/profession
That’s one of the problems of a global communication network. There was a quote i read some years ago (which i wish i could find again) that more or less said that people with some talent who in the past would have been the pride of their village now compete with world class in that skill and now are seen as “average”, yet in reality they’re talented, is just that the bar has been unfairly raised to “Beat the best in the world”.
I will never understand comparing one’s self to others. You’re like comparing Xbox to PlayStation. I remember my mother comparing my siblings and I to our cousins who were hustling at a young age (looking back now as an adult, it wasn’t a good thing considering their circumstances at the time). I retorted by saying they’re different people, why should I care? Then thankfully my dad backed me up from my mom’s nonsense!
Opposite for me. Parents always put me down and compared me to others. When I told my mum I wanted to be a plumber because they make a lot of money, she made me clean the toilets in the house for 2 years.
But that desire to gain your parents’ approval is strong. I was a dumb kid with bad grades, and while I got into university, it wasn’t a top tier one. Worked my butt off everyday, in part because I never got that praisal. Slow and steady, but I finally made it to a good job.
(Granted, plumbers still make a lot and my parents were kind of dicks for not realizing that, but my ambitions grew greater than that dream)
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