Why is everyone seemingly so damn miserable all the time? I am starting to lose my patience with those who “suffer” from what seems to be eternal misery. It’s like some crazy martyr way of life people choose to lead. Did you notice the word “choose”? That’s right – I am calling all you serially unhappy folks out. You do have a choice you know. I promise.
As humans, shitty things happen to us, around us, to ones we love, in the world we occupy. No doubt. I am not trying to say that there aren’t 10 million things to be miserable about. I have a solid personal list of my own situations I could choose to focus on and bring me down. Trust me. I am going through some real hell right now in my life. Sometimes I get angry, overwhelmed, sad, frustrated and impatient. But I have learned that it takes a ton (like a shit ton) more energy to be miserable than it does to be happy.
Being miserable is sooooooooo exhausting. It makes everything more difficult than it needs to be, sucks all your energy, kills your immune system, interrupts your sleep and becomes a vicious cycle. I can also pretty much guarantee that unhappiness in the form of self-pity is probably THE MOST DEBILATATING. The good news is 1) you don’t have to live like this and 2) you can decide to get far, far, far away from people who are like this, as they will bring you down with them.
I choose to find joy within some of the most difficult times. Do I have bad days? – hell yeah. Do I wish things were different right now? Yes. Do I wish I lived in good health and pain free? Yes. Do I wish that my loved ones had not moved on to heaven so soon? Yes. Do I wish I had more hours in the day? Yes. Do I wish I didn’t have another surgery coming up? Yes. Do I wish….well, you get the point.
I have learned I have to protect myself from extended misery. How?
- Practicing Self-care
- Cutting negative people out of my life
- Doing more of what makes me happy
- Talking to trusted friends/family to help me through difficult times
- Telling the truth all the time
- Forgiving myself for not being perfect
- Doing the things I enjoy as much as possible
- Being intentionally present
- Laughing – mainly at myself, but my home and office are full of laughter
And let’s not forget, surrounding myself with things I love. Like Dudley! He is my new friend. A reindeer made of logs made by a 4-year-old and an 8-year-old. I named him and talk to him. I paid too much for Dudley, but I like him and he makes me smile. He makes my family smile too, not because they like Dudley, but because they think I am insane and they laugh at me and my relationship with an inanimate wooden reindeer that I paid too much for. Occasionally my husband reads my BLOG so I won’t tell you how much Dudley cost, but seriously, isn’t he cute?