When I have one of my less then good days, I think of a famous person that I admire. Like right now I'm thinking about Alfred Nobel. This man went to college to study chemistry, got a fancy degree, his family went through bankruptcy, and then he eventually started his own business, inventing dynamite and other explosives.
One day there was an accident at work, the whole building went off in a big explosion, killing five people and his younger bother. Twenty years later, the accident was still fresh in his mind, so one day he decided to update his living will and leave all his money (about 9 million dollars) to the next person who did something great for humanity.
When he looked back at his life, all he could see was the tragedy that his invention caused. And yet, because of this man, we have the Nobel Peace Prize.
What do you have to do to be proud of yourself? Watch and take care of your kids.