The scoreboard
Picture two people. One earns an ordinary salary, goes home to a partner and children, and lives in a modest house. The other earns a fortune, works seven days a week, and has no spouse or kids.
Who won?
We ask questions like that as if human lives have a leaderboard. But we do not know whether the first person feels loved or trapped. We do not know whether the second person is lonely or loves the work. We have a few details and a very loud opinion about what they must mean.
What research can—and cannot—say
I get why money becomes the scoreboard. Money can mean a safe place to live, options when you are sick, and the ability to say no to a terrible job. Telling a person who cannot cover rent that “money does not matter” is easy when you are not the one waiting for payday.
Researchers have argued for years about where the link between income and happiness levels off. A 2023 reanalysis of reports from more than 33,000 employed U.S. adults found that the pattern differed among people. For the least happy group, the link flattened at higher incomes; for many others, day-to-day happiness kept rising with income. A later analysis questioned where the threshold should be placed and found evidence for a different plateau. These studies show a link. They do not prove that more money caused the happiness, or tell you how much you must earn. They also do not tell us whether someone is successful.
Relationships matter too. When Pew asked adults across 17 advanced economies what made life meaningful, family was prominent, but people also named work, material well-being, health, friends, and other parts of life. The survey asked about meaning. It did not appoint marriage as the one acceptable ending to a human story.
The scripts we inherit
That is where I get irritated with both common speeches about success. One says to chase money and status until your life looks impressive from the outside. The other says to ignore ambition and find a spouse, kids, and a small house. Both hand you a script, then call you a failure if you did not audition for the same role.
A person can deeply want children. A person can be happily childfree. Someone can build a business because the work itself makes them feel alive. Another can turn down a promotion because it would take them away from the people they love. We cannot rank those choices by glancing at a bank balance or a family photo.
You can feel this pressure in a very ordinary conversation. Someone asks what you do, and before you describe a single thing you care about, you offer your job title. If they ask where you live, you may feel the need to make your home sound bigger. It is strange how quickly a conversation about a person can turn into an inventory.
“Define success for yourself” sounds good, but it can also be lazy advice. Not everyone gets the same freedom to choose. Health, wages, care duties, discrimination, and simple luck shape the options in front of us. Nor does personal success give anybody a pass to harm other people.
A life is not a leaderboard
There are also quiet forms of success that never look impressive in a photo: showing up for a sick relative, getting through a difficult year, making enough money to stop fearing the mail. Those lives deserve more respect than our usual scoreboards give them. But nobody else gets to force those goals on you either.
So whose judgment matters? I think you should have a strong say, and the people affected by your choices deserve a voice too. Society may notice things we overlook, such as whether we kept our promises. It should not get to choose the entire purpose of our life.
Maybe success is less like a trophy and more like an honest account: What did I want? What did I protect? Who did I become while getting there? Am I proud of what it cost?
If nobody could see the life you are building, would you still want to live it?