Life is hard, so for myself, I measure my amount of success with my amount of happiness, daily. Who cares if I have a lot of money or friends or clothes? My happiness is what counts everyday. I can’t take possessions with me in the end, all I have, really have in my heart, is what I find that makes me happy each and every day. Each day is a new adventure to find that pure utter happiness, and when I rest my head on my pillow each night, I can ask myself if that day made me happy, and if the answer is yes, then I’m successful for at least one more day. Being happy is better than being anything else.