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What if I told you the finish line is a mirage?

We’ve all played the game. You know the exact one I’m talking about. I’ll finally exhale when the mortgage is paid off. I’ll be happy when I drop those stubborn 15 pounds. I’ll feel respected when I finally land that promotion. But what actually happens when you cross that finish line?

If you’re anything like me, you get a fleeting, two-minute dopamine spike. Then, almost immediately, a cold panic sets in. You start scanning the horizon for the next mountain to climb. We treat happiness like a shiny object held hostage by our future selves.

Here is the frustrating, beautiful, undeniably terrifying truth.…