Once upon a time, everything in my life had a target attached to it.
I used to be a big goal person. The color-coded, quarterly planning kind. Rigid milestones, strict targets, and even stricter timelines.
Accomplish this by this date.
Save this by that month.
Before every new season (yes, every three months), I’d sit down and map out exactly what I wanted to accomplish. Some goals were small. Some were ambitious. Lose 15 pounds. Gain 2,500 followers. Hit the gym six times a week. Always something to chase, something to improve, and something to optimize.
That drive served me in many ways. It also pushed me harder than I often needed to be pushed. Ambition, unchecked, can be a double-edged sword. I’ve fallen on it a few too many times.
And every new year, like clockwork, I’d stack a fresh list of resolutions on top of the old ones and promise myself this would be the year I nailed them.
But 2026 feels different.
After all the unearthing, unlearning, rebui…
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