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I've gone to write this several times, so excuse me if it isn't cohesive:
Do I have anything new or revelatory to say about how to achieve the sometimes elusive (for me) or succeed in the happiness game? Not really. In fact, I consider myself a novice.
You know those people who are smiling more often than not? They seem happy and to be having a good time. A lot. This may be due to the fact that their life is filled with more good than bad or they are focusing more so on the good. Either way, these people are a mystery to me.
Despite efforts to think more positively, reading/watching great thinkers discuss their take on the subject, keeping a gratitude journal for over a year, hell, even this blog (which is almost three years old) has been my grappling at maintaining happiness.
Today I had a thought: happiness is a business.
I mean this in a few ways: self-help or happiness instructions in the form of books, lessons, and visual media garner millions of dollars. Without getting into the mechanics of how advertising works, the mindset of the new "technology generation," and how consumerism dictates how we view success, I have to wonder if there would be so much supply without a growing demand.
I figure I'm not alone, when it comes to my difficulty in finding happiness.
If we are to consider genetics and environment, I think I'm at a disadvantage. Neither is inclining me toward that particular shiny outcome. From what I keep encountering, joy is a choice.
What to do if snark comes more naturally? Truly, I'm not sure.
I was watching a conversation between Oprah (yes, I love her) and author Shawn Achor about the correlation between success and happiness. They brought up a point I hadn't considered: people strive for money, success, furthering themselves through education, and strengthening their faith in a belief system or life practice. All of those desires, however different they may be, come from one place: the yearning for happiness.
Sometimes I feel silly for tying up all of my hopes in a successful career ... which I'm not even close to realizing, but I suppose that's my specific way to finding the brand of happiness I'm lacking.
Maybe there's a variety of happiness (like it's a B vitamin) and we need all types. When we are deficient, that's when we see negative results that manifest mentally and physically. I experience joy when I make people laugh, take a photo I'm proud of, and consuming a film or song that makes me feel an emotion. But I cannot subsist on moments.
There are several different things happening right now that have converged to bring me to a point where I must admit: I'm not sure how to navigate my life.
I hate to admit it. Also, I hate to admit the fact that lately I've felt like I'm not as capable as I had previously believed I could be and my personal strength is nothing to be proud of. These feelings are not good, but I would never want anyone to be alarmed. I'm trying to prove my traitorous opinions wrong.
I'm posting this for a few reasons: to work through my thoughts on happiness (obviously) and to let anyone who might read this know that I don't plan on posting for awhile. As trite as this might sound, I would like be in a better headspace if I'm going to share things with the world. I don't want my words online to be the constant complaining of an unhappy person.
So, wish me luck? I'll do the same for you.