My feelings of safety and immortality quickly gave way to scarcity. After all, I thought, if I could make 10 million dollars then it must be too easy. In fact,

My feelings of safety and immortality quickly gave way to scarcity. After all, I thought, if I could make 10 million dollars then it must be too easy. In fact, I honestly thought, everyone else had probably already made 11 million dollars. So then I felt poor again. I now needed 100 million dollars to be happy. I drove in a car with a friend of mine and his wife. I said, “everyone has 10 million dollars now.” She quickly said, “not everyone”. If you need to pay someone to explain this shit to you, well... words fail me. Jesus. This is why it's important to leave the ivory tower occasionally guys. Or in some cases, at all. EDIT: In retrospect this is unnecessarily vitriolic. I obviously wish you the best, and I recognise that unhappiness is relative. Those were just my honest first thoughts on reading the article.