we work and work and work and drive ourselves to the point of exhaustion we strive to do better at every aspect in our lives we take every risk, every opportunity to make a better future for ourselves we have things our younger selves would never have imagined us having a career, true love, a family yet at every point in life we are reminded that we are not happy, and never have been so what is the point? in reaching every goal, admiring every achievement when you know you will never be satisfied because in the end you arenβt any happier than the day you were brought into the world