09/20/2026
“The things you own end up owning you.”
The older I get, the more that line from Fight Club hits differently.
I used to think rebuilding my life meant getting back all the things I lost. More money. Better stuff. A car. A place. Some version of the life I thought I was supposed to have.
Now I’m realizing the real goal is freedom.
Freedom from addiction. Freedom from chasing approval. Freedom from needing stuff to prove I’m doing okay. Building a life around faith, purpose, meaningful work, good people, and experiences that actually matter.
I still want nice things. I’m human. 😂
I just don’t want the things I own to become the measure of the man I’m becoming.
That’s a very different kind of wealth.