Yesterday I took the day off, mostly to help J paint the car he has been fixing for a friend. I also went for a run with B that ended abruptly when he developed a pain his ankle. The rest of the day was spent working on cadet-related issues, online gaming and practicing guitar. Not the best use of my time, but at least I purposely and successfully avoided Clickerville.
I am not a happy person; but I am also not suicidal. Considering the alternative, that is probably a good thing. I am sure that many of us do, in fact, “…lead lives of quiet desperation”. But I wish that I was happier. I wish that I found more joy in the things that I do. I wish I was less serious and had a better sense of humor. I wish I had more appreciation for my good fortune.
In my humble but possibly naive opinion, happiness is generally not completely dependent on one’s job, family or personal situation(s). It is a state of mind; largely dependent on mood altering chemicals such as serotonin and epinephrine. Certainly environmental factors influence the production of these “happy” chemicals, but in my case my life is good on all fronts, but yet I am still less than happy. WTF...
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mmm, my dad told me that being happy is a choice that a person makes every day. He used to drive me up a wall with that stuff.
I find it is harder to be happy sometimes than it is others. When I can let go and not think about the things that bother me I am happy but get my mind started on the yucks and I have a hard time geting away from them.
I don't know... it's something interesting to think about.
I think there is something to be said for waking up, looking in the mirror and saying "I am going to have a great day". I also wonder if we are supposed to have our tough days so that we can better appreciate the good days.
I definately try to monitor my self-talk. I have seen my mood change radically based on stupid self-talk.
I look back in my blog and find postings from when I was severely depressed and try to appreciate where I am today. Sometimes that helps and other times I just stay miserable.
I'm with you on the self talk thing. I can talk myself down so quickly that I don't even know it happened till later.
A counselor told me once to try to find something good in every day. I try to do that in my blog. Record the good in every day.
Sometimes that's easier than others.
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