Everybody on the planet has their own personal struggles. Whether that’s a life-threatening situation or something that may make only a minor impact, we all have something that’s on our minds a lot of the time that can instantly bring our mood down. As humans, we’re desperate to escape from all the grief that fills our brains and we’ll do whatever it takes to relieve such pain. Growing up, something I struggled with the most was my ability to fit in. My main concern was to feel liked and to be approved by others. I believed that if I did what everyone else did, dressed like everyone else dressed, and acted like everyone else acted, I would be accepted by my peers. I craved that feeling of joy I witnessed in fellow classmates who were liked …show more content…
There is an abundance amount of various beliefs that many have assumed to be true, despite their actual accuracy. For example, he talks about a common misconception about how children are known to bring everyone joy: “...although parenting has many rewarding moments, the vast majority of its moments involve dull and selfless service to people who will take decades to become even begrudgingly grateful for what we are doing” (176). Gilbert makes a great point here and has made the readers aware of how many false beliefs there are that exist today. It may be said that children are bound to bring you a lifetime of happiness, and as that may apply to some, it is not necessarily true for everybody who has kids. This is not the only untrue belief that is common for people to misinterpret. Whether it’s the expected feeling of freedom when you finally receive your driver’s license, the instant feeling of adulthood when you graduate from high school, or the exhilarating moment when you get hired for a job for the first time. There are multiple beliefs that are said to be true by many but realistically don’t always end up being that accurate. Although it may be disappointing to live through a situation where you assumed that one of these misconceptions was true, it can also teach you an eye-opening lesson that what society claims to bring you happiness may not actually do
“There are all these books that say we create our own destiny and what we believe is what we manifest. You're supposed to walk around with this perpetual bubble over your head thinking happy thoughts and then everything is going to be sunshine and roses. Nope, sorry, don't think so. You can be as happy as you've ever been in your life, and stuff is still going to happen. But it doesn't just happen.
She makes a great point that we underutilize our ability to control ourselves when we let external things drive our happiness and that is the difference in so many people's lives, they wager their happiness and satisfaction on factors that should not ultimately matter.
He mentions Gilbert’s claim and other’s studies about children-a negative aspect of happiness-who take away parents’ joie-de-vivre or their enjoyment of life. Salerno states “children are an extreme source of negative affect, a mild source of negative affect, or none at all. It’s hard to find a study where there’s one net positive” (56). His claims are not completely wrong. Even though raising kid is a difficult job, it is not always negative, which brings down the joy of life. Most parents believe children are gifts from God to make their live more joyful and valuable. Children lighten parents’ life with happy memories. Parents would not want a child if they consider children bring them a miserable life. So children are not a negative aspect that affects happiness, it just takes a longer time for the parents to realize the true happiness from their children. Moreover, Salerno tends to hide the positive side of happiness and only focus on strengthening the negative side of happiness. Thus, his article is less persuasive for hiding all the good side of
When things go downhill in your life, you tend to only focus on what you’re going through and completely ignore the fact that many others could be going through the same exact thing. It’s not easy to accept that other people are feeling the same pain as you. Something goes wrong, it’s like the end of the world for you. That was me at the age of 9.
In Junior and Senior year I was put into a alternative education class so it would be easier for me to speak and I wouldn 't have anxiety. That decision was the best decision. There were 8 kids in the class instead of 35. It got easier and easier for me to speak. I can now voice my own opinion but still be afraid. I don’t really care if people are quirky and I have my flaws. People who truly care about me will look past them. I now help people who are struggling with the same things I went through, because I know what is was like and I don’t want them to go throw the pain and suffering I went through. I try to help others overcome fear of judgment like I had to
The father of a character named Will, is seemingly facing a midlife crisis; wishing to regain the years lost in order to fill the hole that life had dug into his soul: “Add up all the rivers never swum in, cakes never eaten, and by the time you get my age, Will, it’s a lot to miss out on...”(Bradbury 136). As a result, his philosophies of being are inherently influenced by such a mindset. In one portion of the book, his son asked him straightaway what was hindering his happiness; the father then described what happines...
Sayings like, “I can’t do it.” “What if?” “I’m a failure.”, will never bring joy. In fact, bad habits like so will only lead one into a deeper pit of misery. Instead, practice being grateful for where you are today and how you can make a difference. For instance, in feminist therapy they strive for transformation; therefore, think of ways you could evolve and work on the things you would like to change. To be healthy people, need to take care of themselves first. A lot of times people are overwhelmed with tasks, for this reason, they experience burnout, anxiety, or depression. They often feel like they’re not good enough because they themselves haven’t experienced their self-worth. One must value themselves and comprehend that they have meaning in the world, that’s when happiness will arise. When faced with a crisis people often need to be heard. They need the opportunity to fully express themselves without holding back. For this reason, finding someone who will listen and understand without judgment is
Being a teenager is not as easy as you think, as you grow older life becomes more complicated and frustrating. Sometimes, you get lost. You don’t know what do, you don’t know who to trust anymore and unsure of the path you wish to embark upon. You find it hard to enjoy the things you once found pleasure in. As time passes by the feeling doesn’t stop and then there will come a point that you’ll discover something terrifying. You’re depressed. The world doesn’t seem as beautiful anymore. You don’t want anybody else to help you. You have become an introvert now. You’ll feel as if you don’t have any worth in this world anymore for days or months at a time. Sometimes the pain feels lighter. It’s because time heals all wounds. I chose this topic because I know a few people with depression and honestly speaking, it’s not easy. I know that this research will be beneficial to many people.
Growing up with depression makes it harder to grow out of. My entire childhood was built around my unhappiness, it molded who I was and was a part of my identity. It’s the reason why I had no real friends, why I was always so quiet. I was shortsighted because I never thought I’d make it far, especially not to college. I remember in elementary school a time when I refused to stand up when the lunch bell rang. When my teacher asked why moving, I rested my head on the wooden desk and said, “I don’t want to eat lunch. I don’t deserve to live.” That is a terrible thing for a child to say; somehow a small kid had figured out the value of life and believed that her own was too little to even eat lunch.
I know what it’s like to feel rejected by peers. When I was a child I was very shy and not much of a sociable person. Many people would bully me and too this day I’m still a little terrified by people. I have a hard time trusting others and coming out of my shell. However, when I do I make some amazing friends. What helped me get over some of the torment I faced from elementary through high school were my parents and my religion. My mom always reminded me that I had individual worth and that anyone who didn’t see that was missing out. Constant years of this reminder allowed me to accept my past and move on. By moving on I was able to start making friends this year.
I really dislike stories like Hans Christian Anderson's The Ugly Duckling. Not all ugly ducklings turn into swans. Some of us turn into ugly ducks. We need to learn to accept it, and to find that being an ugly duck isn't really necessarily all that bad, because going with the flock isn't always the best or most satisfying way to go, even if it does seem like the easiest. I was never one who "fit in" with my peers. From the day I began school at the age of five, it was obvious that I was somehow different from the rest of them. Since I was hyperactive, kind of shy, and too intellectual to be popular, I rarely had many friends, and at times found myself a subject of ridicule, mocking, and outright abuse. My first ploy, which lasted for a number of years, was to attempt to conform. This was very muc...
Emotions are natural, every five hundred dollar therapist or two dollar friend could tell you that, but there comes a time where you don’t want emotions or the realization that you are nothing more than a chunk of flesh with an intuitive brain floating on a lump of dirt filled to the core with history that people try to cover up. Depression is a burden you bare for life, the sad sick truth that your head is messed up but to the average mind being able to step out of yourself is amazing and what most people define as smart.
I will start by saying that it all started I guess in high school when I was a little over weight and I wanted to fit in. I got depressed and everything. Finally the doctors put me on wellbutrin 500mg; and I also found out that I had polycystic ovary syndrome so he put me on birth control and glucophage 250 mg to help regulate my sugar. I didn't know that by taking these meds id loose weight as well as treat my depression and my syndromes that I found out I had. But then the depression just got worse when I found out who my true friends were. Every one hated me cause I wasn't fat any more. I was teased for being too skinny, so fell worse in. I started to feel suicidal. (Now I ask my self why? And answer go figure!) So in order for me to succeed with high school and get away from all the negativity I transferred schools and met the next bad chapter of my life.
I’m so sick of everything. I try to change my environment but it's the same. I feel helpless in my own downward spiral. I can't figure things out. I’m trying, I’m trying with every strength of my being, but every effort seems futile. It feels like my little world is caving, sorry to be cliché, but that’s what it feels like. I try to separate myself from that reckless lifestyle, but I end up alone and left with too much time alone with my thoughts. So I go back and I just feel so incompetent around all these kids. I know my actions and self-pity is inexcusable, yet I allow myself to fall prey to the adolescent curse, which is to fuck up immensely.
Every living thing has this comfort zone they force themselves to conform to. It’s a safe place, a home, a shield, and a cage. You give yourself the invincibility of social acceptance, but at the same time you hurt your personal individuality. you can lose imagination, creativity, and the ability to form new ideas. For years i tried to fit in with people whose opinions i thought would make me happy. i would dress, act, and conform my entire being in order to try and find acceptance. I somehow tricked myself into believing that the empty opinions of my peers would supply me with all the happiness and comfort i would ever want. This being my first mistake, it took me years to realize just how miserable i was making myself.