Ambition will hurt you more than your ex. 

It will isolate you, make you believe you don’t belong, and breed a general dissatisfaction robbing you of peace and joy. It can drive you to a hell of your own design.

You have that burning desire to become, to achieve, to master. You feel you are meant for more and are living the wrong life. But you also feel drained, shallow and as if you are missing the real point of life. A deeply confusing, lonely place to be.

Wouldn’t life be so much nicer if this ambition would just leave?! Can’t I just be content with where I am?

But fighting its existence is fighting yourself. When you drop the judgment, host it warmly and accept it as a part of you, it first becomes a kinder master before becoming a friend.

Living with ambition is living in a perpetual state of never arriving to where you want to be. Fighting this reality is making ambition your master as you reject everything about your present and become a slave to your desired future. 

Befriending this reality is making ambition your copilot and trusting it to navigate you towards your dreams. When you fully accept it with patience (instead of fighting it with impatience), the state of non-arrival becomes the fuel that energises you to exactly where you need next to be. You then develop gratitude towards it, you make it a friend instead of a master.