tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875136140537336379.post5445368164367982847..comments2023-10-21T09:47:25.393-04:00Comments on In Search of Isis: Is Anyone Out There Happy?Eastcoastdwellerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18140530743668908554noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875136140537336379.post-31840061610714778512007-06-21T11:35:00.000-04:002007-06-21T11:35:00.000-04:00Adena said, and rightfully so:"Sometimes you're de...Adena said, and rightfully so:<BR/><BR/>"Sometimes you're dealt horrible cards, it's insensitive to say things like, I don't understand how things could get that bad, because sometimes they really do and instead of judging the person, perhaps all they really want is someone to give them some attention and not to belittle the way they feel for once."<BR/><BR/>Judging and belittling such a person is certainly wrong, and counterproductive. I'm not trying to judge, I'm not saying sad people ought to be happier and have no right to feel sad.<BR/><BR/>That would be like telling someone, "Be happy, dammit, or I'll kick your %$#!"<BR/><BR/>What I'm wondering about, is that proverbial "deck of cards" that you mentioned, Adena. Is a bad hand really that common in the game of life, is it the dismal reality for the majority of humankind? <BR/><BR/>My question is not: Why is Person X so "down" on him or Her self? <BR/><BR/>It's why are so many people, even perhaps a majority, so down on themselves, that alcohol, cocaine, and, tragically, suicide are endemic to apparently every town and city across the planet?<BR/><BR/>Is the general human condition so awful?Eastcoastdwellerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18140530743668908554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875136140537336379.post-71286939074204401402007-06-21T11:25:00.000-04:002007-06-21T11:25:00.000-04:00Thanks, BTW, Alexis, for your comment.Thanks, BTW, Alexis, for your comment.Eastcoastdwellerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18140530743668908554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875136140537336379.post-59200152349456384372007-06-21T11:24:00.000-04:002007-06-21T11:24:00.000-04:00The lowest point in my life came when I was 17. I'...The lowest point in my life came when I was 17. I'd left home unhappy, feeling like a failure -- no social life, no driver's license, no real friends in that town, since we were new move-ins.<BR/><BR/>I was in military boot camp and every effort was being made to break me down.<BR/><BR/>My lifelong poor coordination skills were made painfully clear -- I couldn't shoot the damn machine guns properly, I marched left when they said right, and, though I was in the best physical shape that I have ever been, I couldn't keep up with their demands for 100 pushups at a time. <BR/><BR/>Under all that pressure, I seriously considered suicide for the first time in my life. I made a plan. But I didn't carry it out. <BR/><BR/>A few weeks later, I had improved enough to graduate and my life has steadily gotten better.<BR/><BR/>So the point to my long ramble is that only under those extraordinary, horrific conditions was I ever low enough to consider suicide to end my misery.<BR/><BR/>I can't understand how so many people who are not under that kind of pressure can hate themselves and hate their lives.Eastcoastdwellerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18140530743668908554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875136140537336379.post-80051184480952456312007-06-21T11:09:00.000-04:002007-06-21T11:09:00.000-04:00I read a quote yesterday that said something along...I read a quote yesterday that said something along the lines of "There is no such thing as happiness, only moments of happiness." And I'd like to say the same goes for sadness, but that doesn't always seem to be the case. One of my friends tried to commit suicide in seventh grade. Why? I'll never understand how anything could ever be that bad.Alexishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05185705834201518201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875136140537336379.post-96485084333185642007-06-21T10:42:00.000-04:002007-06-21T10:42:00.000-04:00Thanks, Chase and Adena.My thought was that I don'...Thanks, Chase and Adena.<BR/><BR/>My thought was that I don't understand why chronic misery and self-hatred seems to be so endemic to humanity, even those who are well-fed, clothed and not plagued by a painful disease. <BR/><BR/>Society is awash in alcohol and other drugs used and abused to dull the apparent daily sorrow of life.<BR/><BR/>And when these fail, people shoot, gas, poison, hang or fling themselves to death.<BR/><BR/>A few years ago, I came to work one morning and found the place abuzz -- a young employee, a smart man, a man who appeared jovial and happy, no some unsociable loner, had hung himself in the break room overnight.Eastcoastdwellerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18140530743668908554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875136140537336379.post-37793218642006985082007-06-21T09:42:00.000-04:002007-06-21T09:42:00.000-04:00I think it is hard for people to see the big pictu...I think it is hard for people to see the big picture. Everyone has problems, troubles, and worries but if we allow ourselves to step back from them for a moment, we can see them in a new light. Things are never as bad as you think they are. Someone is always in a worse situation. <BR/><BR/>I think the goal of life is to be happy where you are. I know that that is not always possible but that is what dreams are for. With work and dedication you can lift yourself out of anything. Happiness is something we all have right now. People are already, and have always been, happy. I think some just lose it along the way. Step back and see the big picture and find happiness again. <BR/><BR/>I know it sounds easier said than done, and for some people it will be. But I wish you all the happiness you deserve.Chase Marchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01936179353954941946noreply@blogger.com