Jools
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My own experience of true happiness has been when I have either helped someone to do or achieve something they thought they couldn't or when I have done something totally unsolicited and for a friend in need or the homeless guy in the street. Happiness, for me anyway, has always been a byproduct of doing or aiding others. I don't actually anyone can exist in a permanently joyous state, that just doesn't compute for me. We wouldn't then truly appreciate those rare moments that can take our breath awayOh my, the suffering you've endured and the sad and painful responsibilities you've had to bear for your entire family are beyond measure. You've mentioned a strong desire to ease the suffering of others; to help mend those who are broken. Have you considered studying to become a therapist? Depending on which field you might specialize, it might not pay well. But your helping those desperately needing comfort and a hand in learning how to breathe and cope and live despite the most terrible of things life throws at us would help heal not just their wounds, but ease the pain of your wounds as well.
As far as being "happy," I have trouble relating to the word. To me, the word implies or expects a constancy of happiness that doesn't seem possible for our human condition. My expectations are much lower. If I can experience moments of joy, if I can really laugh with someone or at something, then I'm insanely grateful and treasure the experience.
Life for several billion people right now is an endless river of sorrow and loss; be it due to oppressive dictatorships, governments ruled by religious cults, soul-crushing poverty, the carnage of war, starvation, parents suffering the death of a child, third-world conditions where clean water or even an aspirin aren't available. I'm not happy; I'm just relieved and eternally grateful for the luck of being born where freedom is guaranteed, where I'm thus far safe from war on my own shores and where modern medicine, technology, food, water and physical safety are available.
I agree with you that the more I know about how bad people can be, the more I appreciate the company of fluffy critters whose love and loyalty knows no bounds.
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you mention therapy. I used to visit both parents daily when they were in hospital, that got to be very often in their final years and it broke me but that's another story. I did notice that I would cheer up the entire ward when I turned up and I then did a 3 month stint of visiting people who had no visitors. This was very satisfying and I grew to enjoy it. The only reason I stopped was mum being forcibly taken from us by the social services and my hands, head and life were engulfed in such darkness that's it's near impossible to articulate on here and without people going to sleep. Long story short they wanted her half of the house so it meant me paying her fees even though she was entitled to full funding. If I had not paid it, cost me my life savings of 76K, they could have applied to the courts to get me out ( even though I was by then half owner) & sell the house. I need to start proceedings to get those payments back but I know, as do they, how this manifests itself in physical illness with me. Not one of the extended family even visited her once they knew she was unable to give them cash, clothes of jewellery. It was partly her fault as she had conditioned them to rewards each time they visited, much like a bell ringing for a certain Mr Pavlov and his dogs.
Its been the worst decade from hell. I wouldn't wish it upon a enemy. I still suffer to this day. I won't go further as it really does upset me but back to the topic, happiness for me has always been a byproduct of doing good,for,others
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