I've been thinking a lot about happiness studies recently. The more I read them, the more I think that happiness--as a 5-year-old would define it--is a essentially a luxury belief. It's something that you put on airs and tell others that you're happy, because that gives you status in this world. The reason I've come to this conclusion is because from all the studies on Hedonic Treadmill I've read, the more it seems to be the case that over the span of a couple years happiness does not exist.
In practice, it feels like I've just normalized my depression and desensitized myself to it. Or when I feel depressed/sad, I'll end up telling myself, "It's just serotonin/dopamine withdrawal, I'll just wait it out."
But it also makes me look at society at large and think, "Why are you chasing happiness? It isn't possible." That, or I'll be frustrated at conversations I'll have where someone is CONVINCED they are not talking about happiness, but their definition is fucking happiness-as-a-5-year-old would define it.
I posted these thoughts in some other boards, so apologies if you've already come across it elsewhere.
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>My parents are at the age that they could die any day now.
I've been struggling with the realization of my parents' age as well.
>I'm incredibly worried/stressed about becoming homeless, because I live in a country where noone has a soul. It's a 3rd world shthole with the worst of the worst of satan's creations.
Idk what to say about that. You make me feel fortunate.
>I wonder why God would let me live this long.
I sometimes wonder if there is no Hell because we are already living through it, and when we die, there will be God saying, "Alright, your time has been served."