I've figured it out - I know what makes me unhappy - everything. I can't seem to find happiness in what I have, always craving for that which I don't. Masochism you say - I now agree. At first I thought the unhappiness made me strive for excellence but now I've figured that it's anything but that. Perennial unhappiness implies a perennial quest and no satisfaction. This has gotta end...
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