Hello everyone! I want to ask you a question that has been on my mind for a long time. Have you ever reached a goal that you've been dreaming about for a long time, only to feel... empty? Or, on the contrary, have you realized that true happiness lies not in the goal itself, but in the journey towards it? Please share your stories: what does "happiness" mean to you in the context of achieving goals, and how do you cope with this feeling after your cherished dream comes true?