Last year, this time, I was depressed. I was working in a career that did not make me happy, I was living a life that was not fulfilling, I was following a path I did not want to continue down. I was pursuing a dream that did not feel like my own. A dependable paycheck, a clear and comfortable career path until retirement. Everything I could ever want, right?
Now up until this point, I had been living life based on goals defined by someone else. It was easy, comfortable, and well-known. No surprises or anything - follow these steps and you'll have a "happy" life, and this career was that embodiment of that concept. I was actively ignoring my unhappiness, justifying as something I just needed to work through. My situation was the "happy" life.