Because I need to be the best.Because I need to be successful.I am a very complex person, and there are a lot of different qualities, interests, and identities that I am proud to say make me who I am, Melissa Nabatian. However, I chose to not write about those things, and instead write about something meaningful that has been consuming my life for the past few years. My parents came to this country from Iran with barely any material possessions or family support. However, they had this unbelievable drive to make something of themselves, despite whatever obstacles they may encounter. After being raised with this strong work ethic, I have always been hard working, dedicated, and goal oriented. Sometimes I become overwhelmed because success comes at the cost of my happiness; my undying determination has become a part of who I am.My parents expect a lot from me. I expect a lot from myself. I need to be the best. I need to be successful. I worked extremely hard in high school, and as a result, I am a proud UCLA student. I continue to study and work hard because college is extraordinarily competitive—but so am I.My parents expect a lot from me. I expect a lot from myself. I need to be the best. I need to be successful. I have been working since I was 13 years old. At my current job, I was promoted to manager within months of working there. I train people who are twice my age. I practically run the entire business when my boss is not there. I have received numerous awards and constant recognition. But this doesn’t mean anything because my best is always expected, nothing less.My parents expect a lot from me. I expect a lot from myself. I need to be the best. I need to be successful. Even when it comes to sports, I push myself. I played basketball competitively in high school and I do not like to lose. I get easily upset when I make a mistake because I know that I could have done better, regardless of what the task is. I expect perfection from myself even when I know that everyone is far from it.My parents expect a lot from me. I expect a lot from myself. I need to be the best. I need to be successful. I just hope that success doesn't come at the price of happiness. Recently I have realized that I want to have the good life that my parents want for me, but I also want to actually have a life. Everyone is so busy constantly working to get ahead that they never take the time to sit back and enjoy life as it quickly passes by. I’m sick of constantly being so hard on myself. I want to be successful, but my happiness is more important. I want to travel, cook, experience new things, and expand my horizons. This year will be different, this year I will being to live my life.
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