Sunday, May 8, 2011

Happiness is overrated.

I was just thinking about happiness today. Our happiness is fickle. We always want more than we have, going to whatever lengths we think we need to, to make ourselves happy. We want the people we love to go to any and every length possible to make us happy and if they don't, we look for it somewhere else. Most of the time, not even taking their feelings or emotions into context at all. And overlooking small or big things they do if we don't feel completely satisfied with our lives. Moving on, thinking the grass is always greener on the other side. But, what if it's not? What if we're just destroying our lives and/or our happiness just trying to feel happy? We're gluttonous by nature, it's engrained in us. I wonder what would happen if people just stopped and basked in the moments that they were happy, and then when they're not feeling especially happy, could just pull those moments out of the memory bank. Instead of always wanting more, could just appreciate what we do have. Would our lives feel more fulfilled? Could we stop always wanting more than we have? Or is it impossible? I really don't know. And I've said "we" through this whole post because I'm guilty of searching for happiness too. But what if we're searching for something that we've already got and we're just not capable of realizing it?

Lately I have been bouncing back and forth from the extremes of being completely happy to a complete jumbled mess of emotions. Random things like this have been bouncing around in my head. I want to feel completely happy and to be able to make others feel completely full of happiness. I'm just starting to wonder if it's even possible.