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Isn't it sketch how when practically everything in your life is absolutely fabulous, the smallest bad thing can make all the great stuff seem nonexistent?
It's like that Sex and the City episode. "Why does one minus a 'plus one' feel like it adds up to zero?" Not the same context, but the same general idea. You can list 20 things that are fabulous at any given time, but just that one little disappointment makes it all seem hopeless.
Maybe we're living in a perpetual "cup half empty" scenario. The fact that we have so many options available to us, plus the American concept that we can have anything we want, makes it so easy to feel like we don't have enough to enjoy what we have.
When we're told that we need to keep working so we can have anything and everything, when are we ever going to stop and take pleasure in what we've gained?
So I guess the goal shouldn't be achieving happiness by achieving perfection, but just to be able to honestly say that in a list of the pros and cons of our lives, the list is tipped in our favor.