For the past few months, my life revolved around two personal missions: Losing weight.& Completing a coding project that had haunted me with errors, bugs, and endless nights of troubleshooting. Every day, I was fighting on two fronts. During the day, I was meal prepping, tracking macros, and staying committed to clean eating even when cravings hit or laziness kicked in. At night, when most people were winding down, I was staring at lines of code, hunting elusive bugs, and trying to understand why an error that didn’t exist yesterday was suddenly ruining everything. I kept telling myself, “Once I hit my goal weight… once I get this app working end-to-end… I’ll finally feel proud, fulfilled, complete.” Eventually, I got there. I lost 10 kilos. I launched the app I had been building for months. The code was clean, the compliments came in, and for the first time in a long while, I liked what I saw in the mirror. I thought hitting my goals would unlock some kind ...