There comes a moment in midlife when a man looks around at everything he’s built, the career, the house, the reputation, the responsibilities and quietly wonders “Why doesn’t this feel the way I thought it would?”

Most of us spent our twenties and thirties following the same script:
Work harder. Climb faster. Earn more. Get the title. Get the respect. Buy the house.
Be the man who “has it together.”

And for a while, it works. It gives direction and energy. It feels like progress.

But at some point, the ground shifts.