Addressing a group of open-minded men, I delivered what I believed was a compelling talk. From the outside, my life seemed perfect. I was a newlywed, a successful entrepreneur, a former Royal Marines commando, a skilled outdoorsman, and a dog owner. However, beneath this veneer of success, I was grappling with deep-rooted imposter syndrome and a persistent sense of emptiness.

Despite my external achievements, I felt misaligned. My mental fitness was strong, yet I felt off-track, like a train slightly derailed. This inner turmoil came to a head during my honeymoon, where I found myself sobbing uncontrollably. It wasn't mental illness driving this breakdown, but a profound misalignment with my life's direction.