How to be happy
Every thing I do in life, I do to be happy. But why doesn’t the happiness stick?
The reactions I have to life and my proactiveness towards any activity are driven by my feelings towards the external stimuli. And I’m still figuring out what my feelings towards a lot of things are so they’re influenced very easily.
It feels very ordinary to be happy when there’s a happy experience and sad when there’s a sad experience.
One could argue that this is okay and is what makes us human but the world today has a lot of experienceable events. This to me feels like getting pulled in all directions and losing the liveliness for life.
It feels slightly better to be happy when there’s a happy experience and happy when there’s a sad experience but this doesn’t feel authentic to who I am. And not to mention that feeling happy all the time also ends up feeling extremely tiring after the fact.
I think there’s a experience where one can feel happiness and sadness in a way that doesn’t affect our psychological states. A sense of tranquility that does not take away from an experience but ensures that we’re not left feeling drained.
I have felt this at times in my life. At points where the shallow me would have had a panic attack. Or would have been so elated, I’d have had to sleep through the next week.
But these are the times I have felt most happy.