I was an investment banker.
I wanted money, status, and success.
I wanted others to think I was successful.
My mom, my dad, and my brother.
My parents’ friends, ermm…hold on… that’s my parents again I guess?
My uncle who was a successful lawyer in Greece.
My girlfriend and my future girlfriend.
The beautiful dog owner in Hyde Park.
My friends, my Facebook friends, and my haters.
Other Greeks in London.
The random person I met in Mayfair one Saturday evening.
Everyone, really!
I was another investment banker who craved…
Money. Power. Status. Recognition. Acceptance. Belonging. Happiness. LOVE.
I was just another human being who craved LOVE.
As most human beings.
Later I learned to love myself more (and I’m still learning).
Do I have to be someone who does something in order to be loved?
I learned to love being myself.
But step 1 was to love my investment-banking self.
First comes awareness, compassion and forgiveness.
No need to rush. Take your time to appreciate the wonderful person you are.
And who knows? If you need a better way, there may be a better way.
Loving you, Angelos