A girl, probably.

A couple days ago, I posted a very delusional goal on my socials.

And when I say delusional, I mean the kind of goal that makes people blink twice, tilt their heads, and mentally whisper,
“Is she… okay?”

But here’s the plot twist:
The goal wasn’t really about money. Not fully. Not honestly.

Money was the headline — not the story.

The story is much deeper: it’s about freedom.
It’s about fixing what I’ve allowed to slide.
It’s about reclaiming my time, rebuilding my systems, and becoming a version of myself I’ve been avoiding under the disguise of “I’m just tired.”

Let me explain.

The Money Was Just the Loud Part

When you post a big financial target online, people assume it’s about greed or ambition or the grind.

But mine?
It was about breathing room.

It was about having options again.

It was about getting back everything I sacrificed — my health, my routine, my confidence, my ability to focus, the joy I used to feel when building things.

The money represents the threshold where my life stops feeling chaotic and starts feeling intentional again.

Refocus

This season of my life has been one giant reminder that having vision is cute, but having focus is crucial.

I was doing everything and nothing at the same time.
Busy but not productive.
Active but not aligned.

Refocusing isn’t glamorous.
It’s actually pretty humbling.

You sit down with yourself and realise:

• you’ve been prioritising tasks that don’t matter
• you’ve been neglecting the ones that do
• and you’ve been lying to yourself about the difference

A painful combo.

Relearning Discipline

Let’s talk discipline — the quiet villain and the quiet hero at the same time.

I had to relearn discipline from scratch. Not the harsh, “push yourself until you collapse” version. No.

The honest version.

The version where you confront your patterns and admit,
“I’m not doing the things I need to do to become the person I want to be.”

Somewhere along the way, I romanticised chaos.
Being overwhelmed became normal.
Being tired became part of the brand.

But deep down?
I knew that wasn’t me.
Not the real me.
Not the version of me I’ve been trying to build.

So I had to relearn everything — how I work, how I rest, how I plan, how I stay accountable, how I show up.

Discipline stopped being punishment and started being alignment.

Reprioritise

A delusional goal forces you to reprioritise instantly.

You can’t keep old habits and expect new results.
You can’t keep saying “tomorrow” and expect a different kind of life.
You can’t keep treating your dreams casually and expect them to treat you seriously.

Everything in my life is now sorted into three categories:

• This moves me forward
• This keeps me stuck
• This drains me for no reason

Peaceful clarity.

Reorganise

Sometimes the problem isn’t you — it’s the structure you’ve been operating in.

My systems were fighting me.
My routine was outdated.
My habits were built for a version of me that doesn’t exist anymore.

Reorganising my life meant admitting I’ve outgrown certain ways of being.
That my ambition has outpaced my systems.
That the life I’m building requires better floors, better walls, better scaffolding.

A stronger foundation for a stronger future.

The Real Reason the Goal Isn’t Delusional

Here’s the truth I had to admit to myself:

The goal isn’t delusional.
It only felt delusional because I wasn’t operating like someone capable of achieving it.

But now?
I’m becoming the version of myself who can.

And that’s the part that matters.

The money is the loud win.
But the quiet wins?
They’re the ones changing my life:

• Better habits
• Better systems
• Better boundaries
• Better energy
• Better mindset

This isn’t the season of “maybe.”
This is the season of alignment and execution.

The delusional goal was simply the wake-up call.

Closing Thoughts

I’m not chasing a number.
I’m chasing freedom.
Confidence.
Stability.
A life that actually feels like mine again.

If the goal looks delusional from the outside, fine.
From the inside?
It’s the most realistic decision I’ve made in a long time.

Because I’m no longer operating from who I was.
I’m operating from who I’m becoming.

And honestly?
That version of me is unstoppable.