Coming from a poor family in Morocco, like many people from similar environments, I was hungry for success. Not a specific kind of success. Just success as a tool to escape. Any of it: career, money, status, something that moved the needle from where I started. So naturally, my late teenage years and early twenties became one long experiment in how it actually works. Every source I consumed had a different formula. Hard work. Intelligence. The right network. Luck at the right moment. I kept testing, evaluating, iterating.

But I did not just want to succeed. I wanted to stay self-aware enough to understand exactly what was happening to me, and document it with enough precision that someone else could reproduce it. An almost impossible task, I know. I still do not have a generalizable framework, and I may never have one.