What is this happiness of which you speak?
Im never really happy these days, something can brighten my mood for a while, but thats it. I tend to get new games every week to distract my mind from thinking about reality, as that usually makes me depressed
Humor keeps me happy. As long as I have something or someone that makes me laugh, I'm good. (That's a yes, by the way. Totally blissful.)
Honest answers are always good. =DOriginally Posted by Faris
Yeah I understand and I'm not going to kick it, that'd be mean. And I didn't spit on it, I guess this thread hits a nerve because I'm lacking the inability to understand why everyone is all "WAHOO Life" and then there's me stating my blunt honest truth and I always seem like the happy one.
Being a teenager, I really dont know.....
And thus I am laid bare...
I have a roof over my head, am able to eat everyday, have a loving relationship with my girlfriend of almost ten months, one of my parents cares and actively tries to accept what I have become after being raised, a few close friends, and a talent, as I am told, in the arts and writing.
However, I am not happy, for a number of reasons - many of which I feel are deeply personal and have no reason to be displayed to the public. Some are disorders that require medications and various exercizes, but they seem to continually fall short. They say that only the willing may be healed, and I do in fact wish for these afflictions to be gone, but they remain. Perhaps I will 'grow' out of them in time, for I am in fact only 18 as of right now. Yet, the greatest problem is that I cannot accept myself. I am not content with me. I fall short too often. Humans cannot attain perfection, but there is an indominatable need to be perfect within me, most likely instilled by my father...
I've had a rough and difficult life, but within the last year or so, things have taken a somewhat better turn. For those that suffer from clinical depression, aspirations and goals aren't actively laid or achieved, yet now I am making goals, and my old aspirations have become rekindled. Not only that, but new aspirations have crept into my life. Graduating may have been a very lovely catalyst for happiness. And in addition, being in a loving relationship with an understanding and caring girlfriend of almost ten months definately helps.
It's a struggle, but I do think I am crawling, slowly, out of the hell-hole that my father and I dug for my mind, body, and spirit. I'm not happy yet, but there is a dim light across the nether now, and I am making every effort to keep that dismal light within my grasp.
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Oh and I'm 'happy' now.
You can gamble in Oklahoma at 18. I'm 20 so maybe I can win me moneys for a car. *had to lighten up her feel, 'cause she's the only one who totally snapped at the question*
I am happy. I have no reason not to be. A funny statistic I learned in school, when we were talking about something similar to this in one of my philosophy classes, was how so many people who win the lottery end up depressed and/or commit/attempt suicide. I also find it funny that, I notice, most people are the least happy when they DO have everything they have ever wanted. I think when you don't have enough money, or what-have-you, its really easy to say, "well, I'll be happy once I get more money" but what if you get the money and then you AREN'T happy? I think a lot of people don't know what they really want. I also don't think many people appreciate the route they take to get places. So many people I go to school with complain about how much they hate school, and how they can't wait to leave school and be [insert job title here] I can't help but think that these people will grow up to be the same people that complain about their jobs all the time and say they can't wait for retirement. I totally agree that each person is responsible for his/her happiness, unless you actually have a chemical imbalance. But it seems to me that some people are just unable to satisfy. Like no matter it is, something is always wrong. I think this is sad, because I think so many people throw peices of their life away being upset. Its like when I was anorexic, I couldn't just exist, and be happy, I had to lose 5 MORE POUNDS. And no matter what, I couldn't do anything, couldn't go outside until I lost 5 more pounds. And once I lost those 5 pounds, it wouldn't be good enough and I would have to lose 6 more. That's how a lot of people come off to me, where once they get what they want they are still unsatisfied. I'm satisfied with the fact that I can breathe. I have a lot of things to be happy about, but I have been happy, in situations where I should have been sad.
I mean, general happiness, though. No one is going to be 100% happy every moment of every day. You can be generally and genuinely happy and still have a bad day.
I'm not a materialistic type of person, and am usually pretty happy.
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This happiness I speak of comes from yourself. Video games can keep you busy and take your mind off of real life, but they won't make you happy. The happiness I speak of comes from loving yourself and having self-confidence. With self-confidence, true happiness from within, you can overcome anything really because you will always have yourself to fall back on. It's like your inner spirit, your true self is the base of your happiness. Now, if you rely on video games, drugs, friends or anything that doesn't come from within to the point where it is the base of your happiness, once the effects of the drugs or the friend becomes an enemy or the video game gets boring, your base of happiness will crash down. If you are the base of your happiness and you have self-confidence, nothing can break you.
For one of the first times in my life, yeah, I'm honestly happy...
*blink blink*
Well Crud.
Okies, I'm happy living how I am 'living'. I love to stare at my walls and wander between the room in the house, maybe when I have the money! I can pay for a taxi and go to the mall and buy nothing because I don't have anymore money! Oh! And then I can wait around for my dad to pick me up! And then when we come back home! I'll get on EoFF and be all "Hey guys! I got to go to the mall today!! ^^!" and no one really understand why the place I work is actually a place that I'm okay with going to. Oh and maybe while I'm at it! I'll be fine never being hugged, or never hearing the words 'I love you' from the people who could have the potential to say it! Oh! And I'll be happy because I'm existing! There's no need for a human to live, no sir-ee! Loneliness is the way to go! I don't need people I need this room, I need transportation that will take me 4 miles and cost me 24 dollars! I need to feel like I'm trapped every minute of the day! I need to feel that my reason for being put on this planet is to help everyone else! I need to pretend that all of that will make me happy!
I ask you, as a favor, for all of you to basically lock yourselves in your room for 2 years, Not be able to be around people, maybe get a job, but have to use a taxi or other people to get there and then actually be in the negative when things are all over. I ask you all to know what it's like to have nothing in a sentimental sense, or to the least, think you may have something but not sure at all. When the only thing that has kept you happy for 2 years being alone, never held, only needed when others need you, and never hearing words of comfort, You'll know why I feel this way. And if you people that are all "You don't need money to be happy" think that's true, then please, feel free to tell every person looking out for me that says "Ashley, You need to get some money and then get a car and then save up and move out." that they are wrong.
*blink blink*
Well Crud.
Okies, I'm happy living how I am 'living'. I love to stare at my walls and wander between the room in the house, maybe when I have the money! I can pay for a taxi and go to the mall and buy nothing because I don't have anymore money! Oh! And then I can wait around for my dad to pick me up! And then when we come back home! I'll get on EoFF and be all "Hey guys! I got to go to the mall today!! ^^!" and no one really understand why the place I work is actually a place that I'm okay with going to. Oh and maybe while I'm at it! I'll be fine never being hugged, or never hearing the words 'I love you' from the people who could have the potential to say it! Oh! And I'll be happy because I'm existing! There's no need for a human to live, no sir-ee! Loneliness is the way to go! I don't need people I need this room, I need transportation that will take me 4 miles and cost me 24 dollars! I need to feel like I'm trapped every minute of the day! I need to feel that my reason for being put on this planet is to help everyone else! I need to pretend that all of that will make me happy!
I ask you, as a favor, for all of you to basically lock yourselves in your room for 2 years, Not be able to be around people, maybe get a job, but have to use a taxi or other people to get there and then actually be in the negative when things are all over. I ask you all to know what it's like to have nothing in a sentimental sense, or to the least, think you may have something but not sure at all. When the only thing that has kept you happy for 2 years being alone, never held, only needed when others need you, and never hearing words of comfort, You'll know why I feel this way. And if you people that are all "You don't need money to be happy" think that's true, then please, feel free to tell every person looking out for me that says "Ashley, You need to get some money and then get a car and then save up and move out." that they are wrong.
I can relate to the poorness but not the lonliness. We have more money now, but all year last year we had not enough to even pay our bills. Without my bf, I would be unhappy, but without money, could care less. I could care less if I was on the streets with no food, long as I had him. So I see where you are coming from.
I am not happy with my life right now. Sure, right now I'm not upset or anything, but there's an underlying anger at how my life has turned out so far. Past and present situation stop me from feeling good about myself and as such I am an unhappy person a good portion of the time.
I know how you feel sort of. I was actually alone for 4 years, yet, I money never couldn't make me happy. I really don't understand your point here, but I think you are saying that money makes you happy. I disagree. I don't even have to know you to tell you that money can't make you happy because it can't make anyone truely happy. Read my first post, it takes about that kind of happiness (the kind you get from money and other material things). It's called object referal and it only lasts as long as the money is there. When that money is gone, so is your happiness. Because it doesn't last, it isn't true happiness.*I ask you all to know what it's like to have nothing in a sentimental sense, or to the least, think you may have something but not sure at all. When the only thing that has kept you happy for 2 years being alone, never held, only needed when others need you, and never hearing words of comfort, You'll know why I feel this way. And if you people that are all "You don't need money to be happy" think that's true, then please, feel free to tell every person looking out for me that says "Ashley, You need to get some money and then get a car and then save up and move out." that they are wrong.
Plus, let me ask you this: Do you really think money will keep a suicidal person from killing themself? No. But if that person was given guidence to be self-confident... You see where I'm going. Self-power is true power/true happiness. Object-based power is false power/false happiness.
Thank you for understanding. In my mind money does bring happiness, because there is a person I want to be with, but my financial situation is what keeps stopping. If I had the money to have a car, I'd be alright just as long as I wasn't here and I wasn't alone.
Actually you do have to know me.
My family was very wealthy at one point, I grew up thinking I needed no one, that money was my only friend, when ever I was sad, People would buy me stuff. You can't tell me what -I- think because you, like you said, do not know me. We went bankrupt in the 90's, Lost everything, had no money, I went from money being my only friend to learning that people can be friends too. I was living with my mom at the time, who strangely enough was not materialistic. I am back with my dad now. My dad has money, so when ever I seem sad and depressed to him, what does he do. He buys me things, never a car, because he was the one to brought me up to believe I didn't need people. I've had money, I've had no money, I havn't happy for a very long time. Only one thing will make me happy, being with someone I want to atleast be able to be around when I want too, with out money I can't do that. I can't buy a car with my looks, I can't walk, I can't ride a bike. I -need- money to get to sentimentalism. You know who gives me the guidance to be self-confident? My father, oh wait he doesn't because he believes I can be dependent on him alone and be alone at that.
Money will get me to my source of guidance. The person I want to be around, I can't teleport myself places when I wish. I need the money in which you so condem, the money I was raised to believe to get me anywhere. And it can, if I had it. I don't, I am physically alone, maybe not mentally because I know people care, but I am alone, and like I said, people need people. Don't tell me I can be happy with out money, I have no money, I am confined to a house, because of my lack of money. I guess I can attempt to be happy with having nothing of sentimental value, but I don't believe people should ever be alone, and if material things can get you from being alone (AKA a vehicle, a mode of transportation to be with someone) then I am one for material items, and your psycology telling me I am incorrect will never change my ideas on that.
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