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Are you happy?

my how life has been flying towards this moment that i will encounter pretty soon. I;ve always said wait till i graduate high school and move out and then it will begin and i've been waiting and i'm trying not to let it pass by i want to seize it fuck i dsont know i''m fuck it i'm tripping
 
I am absolutely miserable. I have always been this way and I don't really see it changing. I don't see how anyone can be happy when deep inside they know that (most of them) are going to die eventually with not very many people caring about it and not really having made much of an impact on anything in the world. There really is no purpose to anything anyone does at any time. I am just a big mass of organic chemicals that will cease to exist at death. I just don't understand how anyone can find happiness or meaning with a reality like that.
 
How can you expect to be anything but miserable, when all you see when you look in the mirror is a big worthless mass of organic chemicals? If you took your head out of your arse and opened up your eyes, you might just be lucky enough to see that there is more to life than you think there is.

Your life is obviously worth nothing to you, and it is nothing and means nothing because you choose that path. Of course very few people will give a shit when you die - how can you expect anyone to care when you can't be fucked caring yourself?

I am thankful that the majority of society doesn't think the same way you do.

- |{elle
 
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Life only has meaning because we die.

Everything we do, everything we strive for, is overlain by the knowledge that we're going to die. And that's what produces religion, and makes people explore new continents, and paint the Sistine Chapel ceiling. Knowing that we're going to die, we have to create a meaning *for ourselves*. And for some of us, that meaning comes from belief in an afterlife, and we find comfort in that. And for some of us, we don't have that belief, so it inspires us to do the best we can where we are, with what we have.

I'm probably going to go out of this world unknown to the vast majority of the world - I can't see anything I could do that would make me well-known. But I know I've made an impact, and a positive impact, on some of the people around me. That's enough.

On-topic: After a rough few weeks, I'm relatively happy. I'd take the way things are now over the way they've been at almost any other time in my life. I can't complain :)
 
i have a grim outlook on life comapared to everyone i know. I don't believe in any god or afterlife i dont think that i'll ever amount to anything. i dont think i'll be remembered in any way when i die. i dont think people are any better than animals, worse if anything. but none of this bothers me at the moment i am perfectly happy.
 
Phucifer: I envy you for being able to be happy while still able to face reality. How do you do it?

FoxyKel and Infinite Jest: I am really not interested in arguing with people that are not willing to face reality. Although I don't blame you for those views. The human brain was designed through millions of years of evolution to protect its existence in that way. I was just unfortunately miss-wired into seeing reality.
 
Well, he could be right. But it seems like it's all a matter of opinion, really.

So what it boils down to is:

his view: life is miserable, we all die, so let's be sad.
Our view: we all die, so let's make the best of what we've got.

Outcome: everyone still dies, but we have a better life in the meantime. And once we're dead, we're gone, so we don't know that we're dead. Whereas you've spent your life being miserable because you were going to die.

I wouldn't worry. Most adolescents tend to have a similar attitude. If however, it persists past your 20th birthday or so, I would consider getting help. Because you really don't have to live that way.
 
yeah if you still think the world is a horrible place after you're 20 or so go to a shrink so they can dope you up into not caring that the world's a mess. you onl;y get one crack at this gig so you might as well make it the best you can, and dont feel that you have to be what society calls 'successfull'

personally i used to 'suffer from depression' and they put my on some pills against my will. The meds made me seem happier but i would prefer being unhappy and seeing things for what they are and living in reality to basically being a drone.

over the last few years i've been figuring my life out alot quicker with some great self-exploration with lsd (guided trips can be great if they don't guide too much but just point you in the right direction) but my happiness for the time being is mainly due to my wonderful girlfriend.

dont think that i think that i have figured life out cause i know i havn't i'm young and i know i'm in for my life being torn apart a few more times.
 
Mman said:
I don't see how anyone can be happy when deep inside they know that (most of them) are going to die eventually with not very many people caring about it and not really having made much of an impact on anything in the world. There really is no purpose to anything anyone does at any time. I am just a big mass of organic chemicals that will cease to exist at death. I just don't understand how anyone can find happiness or meaning with a reality like that.
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... and?

These "facts" aren't making you miserable because I can perceive the same thing and it does not bother me one single bit. Try changing the filter you look at the world with.

As to the original question about whether one is happy, well I'm not entirely unhappy but am a bit anxious at the moment as I near an important crossroads in my life.
 
i'm happy, a few years ago i wasn't happy- i used to be a sorrowful misguided man. for me it seems cynicism was my ordeal, i had to explore it and pass through it before i could become what i am today. i was in a pretty dark spot and i was working on getting out- looking at getting back into school and doing volunteer work... then my friend steve killed himself last november- it was like a giant wake-up call. i kindof stepped away from things and how i percieved them, and was able to set up my own rules... now i enjoy myself every day- i do things i never thought i could do because i enjoy pushing myself now. i'm back in school, i've taken up distance running, i perform with a samba percussion ensemble, i volunteer with kids, i'm enjoying the housemusic/rockmusic scene in columbus, i have friends out the yang... i'm dating again... this is the first time in my life that i believe if i ran into myself as a child- i would be proud of what i have become. i never would have gotten here without my friends and family sticking with me when i was depressed and tried to run away from all of them.
 
Happy? No. On the outside, I should be. Most would say I have a dream life:

*beautiful kids, all healthy, smart, active
*executive job, lots of travel, fringe benefits
*dream house- estate size and decorated to the hilt
*housecleaner, gardener, nanny
*reliable and stable husband who's an engineer. Our marriage is a partnership - no "real love" or intimacy.
*I'm fairly attractive and stay fit

The only thing above that makes me smile is my kids...

Pretty sad, huh? Shows that "things" don't mattter, it's all about how you feel inside and having love around you.

I'm always looking for something or someone that will make me happy.
 
Mman said:
I am absolutely miserable. I have always been this way and I don't really see it changing. I don't see how anyone can be happy when deep inside they know that (most of them) are going to die eventually with not very many people caring about it and not really having made much of an impact on anything in the world. There really is no purpose to anything anyone does at any time. I am just a big mass of organic chemicals that will cease to exist at death. I just don't understand how anyone can find happiness or meaning with a reality like that.
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This was more or less my exact point of view up until this year pretty much...I've seen too many people I love die or leave me. :(

But now? I'd have to say I'm deliriously happy. I love where my life is at...sure it's not perfect, but when is it ever? I have great friends, a roof over my head, a well-paying job, and for the first time in a long time I realise that the only way you can really be happy in life is to just accept that it's all pretty short-term really and just live for the moment.

Sure, my brain is just a "big mass of organic chemicals" but it releases some kind of stimulant or endorphins or something when something pleasurable happens to me, so instead of bitching about it all being biology and not some kind of "noble calling", why not just enjoy it for what it is?

--Raz-- :)
 
Happiness is strange, I don't know if I'm happy or not. Is happiness just a temporary feeling of bliss? Or is it a permanent sensation of "goodness." I'm sad right now, I know it, but I don't know why. I should have a happy life, but I just don't know where this sorrow is coming from that hinders my "happiness." I don't know who I am.
 
I've always been a very introverted person, although I like to talk to people if they confront me first, and have become moreso lately. This quality alone has taken its toll, and because of it I don't do things on the weekends nearly as much as I used to.

Besides that, I don't mind life...well its more of a living to pass the time thing.
 
Sometimes I'm happy, but most of the time I'm sad and I act happy and sometimes i just cry over stupid things cos the sadness comes through.

It is going to get better though, I just have to get through till after christmas.
 
I cannot say that I am very happy with my life right now. It all just feels so empty. I have no passion about anything that I do. I have all of about 2 friends that I regularly come into contact with. I walk around with my head sunk low, don't make eye contact with people, and don't really talk to people. Despite being quite strongly opinionated, I am incredibly passive for the most part, and tend to be too afraid to share my thoughts or input. I am fairly sure this is partially, if not completely, responsible for my hostility and argumentative nature here on the forums.

I'm also have a great deal of issues when it comes to handling criticism or people not liking me. I guess you could say I'm pretty insecure with myself. I really don't know when it comes down to it. I have horrible mood swings. I'll go from being so happy to wanting to kill myself immediately without any second thoughts. Being fairly sure I have some sort of a disorder, it is even more disheartening that my parents essentially refuse to acknowledge any such possibility. I was the first child who was good at sports and exceptionally smart. My younger brother has always gave my parents problems. They tend to idealize me as the "good child" and refuse to accept I, too, have problems. When I visit home from school, my parents cover me in the problems my family has encountered since the last time I have visited, as they are not too functional together, and expect me to solve them. I try, but it makes it even worse on me, not the most stable person, to have to deal with such things. Its like I'm the magic wand that is supposed to keep my parents from hating each other and keep my brother from trying to end his life again and cope with the meds he is on. I just...I'm not happy one bit. Listening to music and going to concerts is the only glimmer of hope I have in a rather dark life, and those times are few and far between. I really just don't see the point sometimes.
 
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