I used to be successful.

How it feels to rise and dip with career highs and lows.

I used to go on the bus to networking events, when I was successful.

I have thousands of photos stored on my phone and every now and again, I scroll back through them. Usually, with my kids. Usually, looking for photos of my kids.

But occasionally, I’ll find one of me. Often, it’s a professional one. Taken by someone else, because it’s linked to an event I spoke at, or a launch I did.

Sometimes, I think: look how thick and shiny my hair used to be; look how toned my arms and legs were; look how clear my skin was; look how happy I look.

Sometimes, I think: back then, I was successful. What happened?