I have known some frogs in my time... A LOT of frogs. But 2 come to mind at the moment.
I knew one frog who did ok. He sat around on his lily pad and ate flies and got along ok. The other frog was always pushing himeself to be the best he could. He worked on his jumping, he worked on fly-catching, he even practiced kissing handsome princes (did I mention he was a gay frog?) just in case. He knew he was a frog, but he wanted to be the froggiest frog he could be. Both were great frogs. But the second frog seemed to be more content - like he knew he was doing his best and pushing himself to always reach as high as he could.
By the way, both had been abused as tadpoles.
I think I read in the paper that one of them croaked