Most men don’t fall apart in one blow.
They erode—quietly, completely—inside the life they were told to want.

Chris Goguen had the stable government job. A pensioned path. A marriage. A community.
On paper, he was set.

You ever feel like you’ve done everything right—but still feel like something’s missing?

I know that feeling. I built the career. Had the relationship. Hit the targets. And still? Hollow. Like I was reciting a script written by someone who didn’t give a damn about my soul.