At first, they told me I was “working too much” and I should “have fun and enjoy life more.”

But I did “have fun” and that did nothing to improve my happiness.

And now I’ve learned that I need to work to be happy, but more importantly, I need to work on the right things.  And I wasn’t.  And that was the problem.

It is in my nature to be a workaholic and a public servant.  I am never going to be happy “chilling on the beach with a drink in my hand.”  Nor will I find happiness climbing the corporate ladder, helping rich assholes get richer.

But if you give me work that is meaningful and fulfilling and pushes humanity forward….then I will be happy.  And I’m grateful to finally be a happy workaholic.