I'm great at this job. Why does home feel so far away?

You can back that rig into any yard in the country. You know the roads, the weigh stations, the shortcuts. Nobody can teach you anything about this job you don't already know. That is not nothing. But somewhere along the way, being good at the job became the reason not to go home. Here is the truth you already sense: the road did not take your home from you. It gave you something easier to be good at. Driving rewards you every day — the miles add up, the skill sharpens, the respect is plain. Home does not work that way. It does not hand out wins. It just waits, and it keeps asking you to show up with nothing to show for it. So ask yourself plainly: did you choose this life, or did you let your skill choose it for you? The rig is not the obstacle. Your comfort with what you are already good at — that is the obstacle. You can still choose differently. Not someday. This week.