Happiness is an Inside Job!
the state of being happy.
Some of us are addicted to sorrow and bad news.
We are constantly fed heartbreaking stories, bitter news, and tasteless social media. It is enough to make you want to vomit.
That is unless you are completely addicted to it. If you are, you cannot get enough. You obsessively watch the news. You scan social media for sad stories. You enter every conversation that starts with "Can you believe that...?!"
And just like any addiction, the thrill is there as long as the drug stays in your system. But when it leaves (that looks like PEACE and QUIET), we suddenly go into a panic and search for more.
The downside is the same as every addiction. When the thrill is gone you feel WORSE than you did before you started. Which drives you to do it again. And again. And again.
I have been described lately as an "optimist." I am here to tell you that this has not always been the case. I was once on the treadmill of misery and pessimism going nowhere.
I used to say to myself "I'm just keeping it real." (For the younger crowd, that means keeping it "100"). I told myself that those optimists were living in a made-up fantasy world where everything is perfect. My world was NOT perfect. And I wasn't going to PRETEND like it was.
The problem with my addiction to misery was that it was making me miserable. I dragged through my days angry, irritated, and tired. And spent a lot of time on the "woe is me," "woe is the world," "woe is the Universe" train. Until one day when I was sick and tired of being sick and tired, I decided to get off the train.
I wish that I could tell you that I had a plan when I exited the train. I did not.
I wandered around the "train station" of life looking very lost for a while. My addiction was my comfort zone and I had no idea how to exist without it. "Misery, where art Thou?"
Divine Providence interrupted my pattern of confusion. Thank God!
Resources and people appeared with this message: Life is better if you look at the glass as "half full." Really?
I wish that I could say that I believed them. I didn't!
But I was tired of being miserable and I had nothing to lose. So I stepped out on the little faith that I had left, took a deep breath, and decided to DO IT.
I took the next POSITIVE train leaving out of the depot. It was nervous and shaky at first. I kept thinking "this is too good to be true." But it was true. My positive outlook was freeing me from that trap of misery!
If you finished reading this, then I KNOW you can identify. Misery is quite seductive.
What I want to tell you is this: Life is sooooooo much better on the positive, "glass half full," "it will all work out," "all is well" train.
Yes it is!
And I do NOT plan on ever going back to MISERY.
You have heard "happiness is an inside job." Yes it is. But so is misery.
You get to choose which train you will ride.