The Joy of Unhappiness

Sep 30, 2009 15:34

I’m talking about you. You know, you’re the one that loves feeling sorry for yourself. You’re the one that complains without doing. You’re the one that absolutely drains those around you. I'm not talking about people with chemical imbalances and legitimate depressive disorders.. I am talking about you. Yes, Y-O-U are what is slowly sucking our planet dry of the richness that human interaction formerly imbued us with. You.

You know who you are. Everything “happens” to you and you just don’t know why. No outcomes could possibly be a reflection on the effort that you, yourself put in. Nothing you say or do is ever enough to change things you don’t like. You think everything is bad [all the time], and good moods rarely “find you”. When people greet you and ask you how you are, you rattle off twenty reasons why the world just isn’t good enough for you, and then are too oblivious and self-involved to ask them about how they are.

Here’s why this is bad for you: You are wasting energy - energy that could be put in to something constructive [or even just neutral]. You are less capable of achieving your goals. You are less capable of even setting goals. Your creativity is stifled. You begin resenting others that are happy. You begin imagining/creating faults in others. You never, ever reflect on yourself and your behavior, and you never, ever grow. You are stagnant. Unhappy people are unattractive. You are unattractive this way. You are exhausting yourself. You are not taking care of yourself. Your body will reflect the emotions it’s being fed. You are hurting your body. You will get sick, you will feel rundown and you will be very, very tired [any of those, or more] - lucky for you, this only gives you more to complain about!

Here’s why this is bad for others: We don’t want to feel bad. Negativity breeds negativity. Contrary to what you might think, we are not here to be negative with you. We are here to be ourselves. You don’t listen when people offer advice. These people care about you. This is sometimes an example of them trying harder than you to help make your life better. The least you could do is be polite and act like you’re listening. You make people feel like they don’t matter and that their opinion doesn’t exist. Don’t complain to solution-oriented people unless you want their help. I don’t want to watch you complain, I want you to do something for yourself and be open to changing and moving. Stop whining and do something about it. If what you’re doing isn’t working, you have an infinite amount of other options to choose from! It’s incredible, really, how free we are to make the right choices [for us] through trial and error.

Now, you, there’s a difference between listening to someone vent and listening to someone complain. Venting is something we do so that we can purge our thoughts, see them clearly, and then work towards either logical or emotional resolve. You don’t just vent. You complain. There is nothing that makes me crazier than seeing people I care about not doing anything for themselves. I’m not sure if it’s just because you like everyone feeling bad for you, and you’re addicted to sympathy - but bad moods don’t suit anyone, and I guarantee you that almost everyone you continually receive sympathy from [whether it’s genuine or not] is going to start ignoring you. It’s the nature of the beast. The boy that cried wolf. It feels SO good to complain and see that everyone cares, but when you complain about everything, nobody cares. What’s the point in caring about someone that shows us that they have no desire to improve their own situation? It would be futile, at it’s finest. Stop focusing on your misery and shift your gaze towards something new, something… dare I say it, progressive? [What a novel idea!]

I’m writing this blog on this small, insignificant space in this huge, interconnected, inter-world - because someone will read it. Most likely, you’ve had no idea that you’re one of these people until you read this. Maybe you’re delusional enough to shake your head and shun this blog into the ground because you’re finding pieces of yourself in it and that makes you unhappy - excuse me - more unhappy [in which case, you’ve just proven to yourself that you don’t hate the blog, you dislike the way you’ve been acting]. Maybe you’ll read it and get angry with me for showing you parts of yourself that you’ve been completely ignoring. Mainly, I hope that you read this blog, find yourself in it, and do something to become better. Not for me or anyone else, for yourself.

The impact we have on others is immeasurable. Just like negativity breeds negativity, positivity breeds positivity. Everything you do affects everyone around you. I know it’s old and hard-pressed, but it’s still around for a reason - for goodness sake, treat others the way you would like to be treated. Be supportive of one another and be open and receptive to everything. We are feeling beings and while it’s important to feel the pain and hurt that comes with inhabiting these bodies, it’s evermore important to grow from these experiences. Be like the ocean. Oceans ebb and flow, oceans create, and oceans destruct where they see fit. Oceans have warm, swift currents, and they also freeze over [with ice cold currents rushing below]. Oceans have many personalities. Don’t stay stuck. Don’t be the stagnant pond, with rotting water, odorous and dirty - strange insects and creatures about, drifting in the bog and haze of their homes. We can only do so much for ourselves in this life, and at the very least, take charge of your own happiness. You owe it to yourself to be reflective. Who are we, if not ever-evolving? Outdated versions of ourselves [think about how disgusting over-alls are, eh?] You owe it to yourself and those around you to be a kind, caring, compassionate person. Learn about yourself, your strengths and weaknesses then strive to be bigger than yourself. Every day.

Revolt.
Act.
Grow.

I'm, in no way, saying I am anywhere near as evolved as I could be, but at least I'm trying.
It’s hard, but it’s so worth it.

With all the love my big heart can beat,
Amber

PS I love you.



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