I cried in a Target bathroom after my 100th sale and nobody at the party knew
I hit 100 sales on my little sticker shop after 14 months of working on it at night, and I celebrated at my friend's birthday party that same day by smiling and eating cake like nothing happened. What nobody knew was that 87 of those sales came from strangers on the internet who have no idea how many times I almost quit, and I sat in that fluorescent bathroom stall for 20 minutes just breathing. Does anyone else have a win that should feel big but ends up feeling lonely because you have to keep it quiet?