There's something so fickle with the mind.

I've achieved a lot so far but it never feels enough. That doesn't stem from "I'm not good enough" but rather "I want more"

I keep chasing a high and I don't think that's healthy.

Life is supposed to be mundane and boring at a certain point. I never sit with what I've already accomplished. Objectively I can see the progress I've made but it feels like a tick box exercise. It's a "well, I was supposed to do that anyway" not a "GIRL YOU DID THAT"