Why we’re addicted to achievement

by guest blogger Yogeeta Mistry

“Career suicide is better than suicide by career” Miss Sloane, movie 2016

I can only speak my truth. And the truth can do a few things: rattle cages, ruffle feathers, make you feel uncomfortable, offer insight or create a light bulb moment. 

If it does make you feel uncomfortable, the type of uncomfortable where you start saying to yourself “yes, but….”, then listen to the feeling. One thing I trust is my feelings. It’s how our bodies speak to us. 

There’s wisdom in uncomfortable feelings.

Anyway, I’m not going to talk to you about being better in business, how to find more customers, how to make more money or how to be more successful. So if that’s what you wanted to read then I’ll give you a choice: if you want to save another 90 seconds or so of your life, then feel free to stop reading this right now.

If you’re still here reading this then here’s what I want to talk to you about: what constant striving, climbing ladders and the ‘chase’ actually means, once you peel back the layers.

And why, in amongst our pervertedly progressive lives, why many of us find that we still don’t feel whole. In fact, despite striving for more, why we can still feel like a massive part of us is still missing

Because, we’re addicted to achievement. 

I know this feeling all too well. I was trying to prove my worth for years by climbing. 

Bigger. Better. Faster. 


More Success.

More Power.

More Prestige.

More Money.

More Status.

More {you fill the blank}

These unrelenting, gods we’re taught to worship who admonish us to: 






Get to the next level. Uplevel your life.  Six figure income. No, let’s go for seven figure. Climb the property ladder. Climb the career ladder. A better car. A bigger house. Don’t stop. Keep progressing. Keep achieving. And then do some more.

And here’s how the inner tyrant speaks to us:

“Keep your nose to the grindstone”

“Winners never quit and quitters never win”

“Work hard and die trying”

“Work harder and play harder”

That’s what we’re taught that this life is all about, isn’t it?

All in order to keep proving our existence on this planet. Because if you don’t prove your existence, then what the f**k are you doing here? 

And resting, slowing down or taking time for ourselves? C’mon, that’s just not even on the cards it? Feeling guilty for doing something other than constantly checking our phones and ticking to do lists, whether that’s taking the time for an exercise class during the day or slowing down for a proper lunch. And to top it off, feeling guilty for not thinking about work even when we’re not at work.

We live in the grab culture: grab breakfast on the run. Grab a sandwich for lunch.  Grab a cup of coffee. Grab a quick loo break. Whatever you do, don’t you dare slow down. Fill every second of every minute of every day. And if you don’t, why the hell do you even exist?

Being stressed and working to the max is glamorised, something we wear like a badge of honour, like a perverted accolade. I’m sure you’ve been there and know exactly what I’m talking about.

It’s insidiously drummed into us all of our lives to believe that true fulfilment, meaning and purpose only comes from constant achievement, that the only way to gain self-worth is by constantly doing more to prove our existence.

And the more we feel validated by recognition and approval in our progress oriented society, the more we become accustomed to feeling good onlywhen we’re achieving. 

Otherwise we feel shit about ourselves.

So we feel compelled to Do more so we can Have more so we can feel good, getting locked in a constant residual of Doing, but never to get the feeling that we’ve ever arrived. 

So we need another ‘fix’. Like a drug habit.

That my dear is the addiction to a cultural zeitgeist we never seem to question. 

But perhaps maybe you have started to. 

And it starts with inner nudges that life doesn’t feel right.

You see, I’ve lived this way before. 

I’ve ticked the boxes of the conventional idea of ‘success’:  the fancy title, the designer wardrobe, where throwing money at things would temporarily fix my problems. Bragging demurely over a Friday night drink about my latest possessions and the destination of my next 5* holiday. Prestige, kudos and fake friends.

But it doesn’t matter what I achieved next or how much I spent on my next possession: I never felt complete. Something just didn’t feel right. And it was a hole I couldn’t seem to fill. 

What I didn’t realise back then is that instead of finding myself, I was losing myself. I was actually killing who I really was. It was soul suicide. And I knew I was losing the real woman within me in this relentless chase.

I’d gotten to the top only to realise my ladder was leaning firmly against the wrong wall.

I kept up the façade and lied to myself that THIS was my path. But deep down, I knew a part of me was dying, something that needed to be expressed. A part of me that needed to be excavated and reclaimed. 

It’s dangerous living this way. For me it led to eventual breakdown.  

You see, in the constant rush to strive, we sacrifice time with family and friends and more dangerously, we unwittingly sacrifice our body, our soul and the spirit of who we really are as women. I actually missed my best friend’s wedding because I needed to prove how committed I was to my career and work. And I lied to her why I couldn’t make it because I was too ashamed to tell the truth. Yes, I know, I had sold my soul.  

Unbeknown to us, we operate and live in a hyper-masculinised mode that doesn’t fit us as women. 

You’re right if you’re thinking we have no choice but to work. But, to sacrifice so much of who we really are?

You see, with this ‘fitting in’ to cultural models that we haplessly accept comes the contortion of who you are, bending yourself, your values, the real you, completely out of shape, and driving the real spirit of who you are even deeper. You think you’re trying to find yourself in striving but in the process you end up losing yourself even deeper. 

We have tokeep ourselves motivated to reach goals that society says you should have.  Remember goals need constant motivation.  

But we’re not taught how to live an inspired life. Inspired living fuelled by a driving purpose that simply needs no motivation but is a beautiful expression of who you are. 

Do you really know what your true inspired life would look like? Like Rumi says “when you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy”

Inspired living is going for the life that feels bestfor you that feels rightfor you. Most of us are in waking sleep state, unconsciously Doing what we are conditioned to Do and live in a way that fits the needs of society, not in a way that fits you.

Instead we lose our entire sense of Being in the race and the rush to Do so much. We are taught over and over again to prove ourselves with a societal definition of success and status which without, we are simply not enough and ‘less than’. 

We end up acquiescing to this linear, hyper-masculinised and unforgiving template of living. It’s the only template we’ve ever been sold.

But what if I told you that there was another template to live by? What if I told you that you don’t have to ascribe to this way of living, that there is another way?   

Well, there is and if you’re open to knowing more, I’m going to be sharing more about the seasons of our lives as women, and the Heroine’s Journey:  how we lose ourselves, how we eventually find ourselves and the true path to inspired, expressive living. Come and hear me speak and share candidly about my own journey at Connexions Birmingham on 8 January about Life Beyond Ladders – The Heroine’s Journey and ‘Un-Becoming’ You.

One thought on “Why we’re addicted to achievement

  1. Jacky Wood says:

    Wow! What a post this is! Articulate, expressive, provocative. I’m very much looking forward to hearing your presentation Yogeeta.


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