Or is there always some nagging feeling & angst about things you wish for & you’re not sure how to achieve them?
I wouldn’t describe it as angst but I wouldnt say I’m satisfied with my life. The dilemma is that I also don’t feel hopeful for the future. Ai (big tech generally) doesn’t make me look forward to the future. And just my home country too.
Is everything the way I want it? No, I could stand to lose a few pounds and be a bit stronger, make more money etc.
But I am comfortable and feel no angst.
Not perfectly, but I had a vision for where I wanted to be, and I more or less got there. I chose a reasonable short-term, stepping stone goal. I didn’t become brilliant, attractive, competent, or overcome my flaws. But like, I’m still here, and my life has marginally improved.
It’s not perfect, but I’ve got quite a few of the things I wanted to have when I was imagining the future back then.
I’ve got a partner that I trust and love, I do the job that I wanted to be doing, albeit not the perfect company or the most satisfying position, I’m still in touch with the friends I wanted to keep (and happily not in touch with some of the rest), I’m no longer living with my parents and have two cats that are the perfect little creatures for company.
Some things could be better, many of them completely out of my control. My current goal is to just make my lifestyle healthier, I’m too sleepy all the time because of staying late trying to regain the time lost doing the boring adult things, and I get exhausted and out of breath extremely easily.
There is always something I want that I dont have. I dont focus on it anymore outside of having goals. I focus more on the plan and executing and living in the moment and its helped my mental health tremendously.
Having said that, im very fortunate to have all that I have, so its pretty easy for me to focus on the positives
I’m perpetually tired and stuck in a loop. Full time job, and carer for a disabled parent.
It’s not easy, I do get frustrated, but I would not change it because it would make things worse for mum.
World isn’t black or white. Both of your alternatives are extremes I don’t think in.
Next to nothing is the way I want it to be, since I’m a perfectionist. But I don’t have a nagging feeling or angst, I just accept the world isn’t perfect most of the time.
This is largely how I feel, but I’m not a perfectionist, by any means. I used to be; my mental health vastly improved once I realized that people I can’t control are inevitably going to make life worse for everyone, until the larger public develops the will to make the necessary sacrifices to rein it in, and it’s looking less and less likely to happen during my lifetime; and that my personal best may be better or worse yesterday and tomorrow than it is today, due to a plethora of variables, some within my control, most outside of my control. I just try to be my best today, and let any competition be mostly with myself.
Yes.
Except of course for the world falling apart, my country descending into fascism and impending climate diaster.
But for me personally, things are entirely chill.
Not perfect, but its okay and I’m feeling pretty good about myself currently. Theres just a few personal things I want, and to be able to sustain myself in the future and be able to get a place.
Yeah no. The world sucks and life sucks with it.
Of course not lmao. I’m pretty sure I will starve to death before I reach my parents age. Or at least experience famine.
Well it WAS until you brought it up! >:(
❌ everything the way I want it
✅ comfortable
✅ no angst
🤷♀️ no nagging feeling
🤷♀️ sure how to achieve goalsNo. Next question.
Me too 😢 So the next question is, if your life was exactly the way you wish it would be, what are all the things that would be in it that are missing now?
I’ll go first 😢
I wish to fall in love with a man and we could live in a house on the California coast, but first I wish I had a personality that could attract a man like that. Because my personality has always been 😵💫 and I get panic attacks whenever someone talks to me. It’s a crippling problem and I need to figure this out.
I’m only aware of a lot of what I find distressing because of my superpowers. I can know what’s happening everywhere in the world within minutes of it happening. Somebody I will never, ever meet in person can say something mean about me and put a shadow on my mood, if I choose to pay attention to it.
My day-to-day is idyllic. Modest, urban, a bit ecclectic… but comfy, by American standards. Food, shelter, medicine, recreation, community, art, adventure, mobility, and friendship are all in adequate supply. I’m employed and paid fairly. Accepted by friends and family, valued by my colleagues. If my sphere of awareness and sphere of routine travel were the same, I would think myself a prince.
But my sphere of awareness is vast. So, I know my comfort is a byproduct of privilege, which is withheld from millions of other deserving people because… reasons. I know there are other parts of the world where logic and justice and tolerance are in widespread, societally upheld ascendance, and that those places are far, far away from where I live.
Immediately outside the personal bubble I labor to maintain, there’s pain, violence, fear, hunger, and hatred. One misstep on my part and I could find myself there as well. I know that fear is wielded as a tool by people who live in fortresses made of money, by people who claim to represent the ideals of my nation, but only care that they are the winner and everybody else is the loser.
So yes, there are many nagging feelings. I wish my comfort was more than the byproduct of somebody powerful wanting something from me. Much angst, as I sit in my comfortable chair with my expensive technology, in my lovely house on a gorgeous spring day. I wish I was stupider, less aware, less experienced in the motivations of horrible people.
