Is happiness a choice?

I used to think that way, too but then I actually allowed myself to be happy and sumbitch if it isn't wonderful. Life is great when you don't let shit bother you.

Isn't it?
 
Isn't it?

Yep. Stop sweating the small stuff. Stop being outraged over everything. Allow yourself to smile and enjoy. Don't worry about others cuz they sure as shit don't worry about you.
I came to it a bit late in life but I'm glad I did.
 
I used to think that way, too but then I actually allowed myself to be happy and sumbitch if it isn't wonderful. Life is great when you don't let shit bother you.

IG_88 said:
Yep. Stop sweating the small stuff. Stop being outraged over everything. Allow yourself to smile and enjoy. Don't worry about others cuz they sure as shit don't worry about you.
I came to it a bit late in life but I'm glad I did.




Sounds like a tv commercial for a laxative product.
 
The reason there are shrinks and therapists, the reason there's not just mental illness but also trauma and distress caused by people's lives and pasts, is that not everyone is has the skills to overcome everything, unaided and just be happy. A vet having PTSD isn't a choice, even if the soldier standing beside him was able to move on and be happy. A person who grew up in care, being repeatedly buggered by those he should have been able to trust, isn't just choosing to be unhappy, and nor is the rich bastard who had everything money can buy.
It's actually harmful, it's actually damaging, to proclaim that happiness is just a choice, in front of people who already struggle. It tells them that they are are to blame for their suffering, compounding their problems. Cunty, selfish and smug.

A more realistic statement would be that happiness is something that can be worked towards. Some may find it harder than others, but it is worth pursuing and investing in your own happiness. Forgive yourself if you find it hard, don't judge yourself by how easy others make it look. Ask for help if you need it. Sometimes happiness can only be snatched a few seconds at a time, but those seconds add up, so take what small pleasures you can. Happiness does not come from affluence or beauty or being saved by a fairytale prince. Happiness is a skill which, like art or maths, comes more easily to some but can be improved by most.

I can get behind this. Well said.
 
Buddhists say that pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.

I'm kinda surprised to you see talking about spiritual stuff. Are you a 4 horseman kind of guy? Been hangin around Sam Harris recently?
 
Me? I was sad. With good reason. Life was hard.
I asked for help. I had therapy. It took time.

Now I'm burping rainbows and shitting glitter. I found my inner happy, and my outer happy followed. I smile and take cookies to work... I don't actually engage with my coworkers, because socialising is a fucking chore, but I like to add a moment of happiness to their days anyway, and chocolate chip does that. I hug my savage, drooling beast of a dog, feel my heart skip over the pretty sunsets, and allow The Ape to adore me. Life is good.

Good choice.
 
Skips 10,000 word Lorem Ipsum like diatribe .....

Yet you felt the need to tell everyone you weren't willing to read it.

Dude does like to ramble on.

Accurate.

I've spent so long looking for a Golden Girls clip that is perfectly applicable here and I just cannot find it. Sofia tells this long story that has nothing to do with anything, and Dorothy asks, "Ma, what was the point of that?"

And Sofia says, "With a story you get a point. With an anecdote? Pure entertainment."
 
Speaking of having happy reactions when a completely different emotional response is warranted, Bitesize told me something that I thought she was mistaken or lying about because she was happy about the prospect of eating horseshit.

I have no idea what the fuck she was talking about, still, like right now.

So apparently she watched a show, on youtube, about a fairytale prince, who has a toilet. He has a pet unicorn, and the unicorn shits through this toilet, into ice cream cones, and then he gives those ice cream cones to children.

And this is a product you can buy, and that she would like to own, because the prospect of eating horse shit is something that brings her JOY.

I was like, "What the actual fuck are you talking about?"

And then she described the same exact thing again.

And I... little kids make shit up but like... I am, at some point when I'm not doing a bunch of shit, going to try to figure out what the fuck she was talking about, because apparently this horse-shit ice cream maker is a thing that exists that she was advertised and that she wants me to buy for her.

BUT HAPPINESS IS NOT THE CORRECT EMOTION TO DISPLAY WHEN SOMEONE HANDS YOU AN ICE CREAM CONE OF HORSESHIT WHAT THE FUCK!?

Edit: I'm just saying that again, even if you can choose happiness, you shouldn't. I don't care how hot a guy is, if he hands you his pet's shit in an ice cream cone, you beat the everloving fuck out of him. You don't happily take it.

Edit the second: I AM LIVID THIS IS REAL THIS IS REAL AND THE MEDIA IS TRYING TO TRAIN OUR KIDS TO EAT SHIT AND BE HAPPY ABOUT IT.
 
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I would say yes......however, life can throw some serious shit at you. Depression, health problems, death of a loved one. It's hard to say how one would react.
 
I would say yes......however, life can throw some serious shit at you. Depression, health problems, death of a loved one. It's hard to say how one would react.

Yes of course.
 
Happiness is a choice. I agree 100% with you

Happiness is a choice and also state of mind.
Be positive, think of all the horrendous things that go on in the world and thank your lucky stars.
Be active, giving, live in the day, naughty and enjoy life to the full with a smile on your face
 
Yes.

You can choose to feel however you want about whatever you want.



I believe it is.

Some years ago, I was in a diabetes support group. I didn't feel it necessary but my then husband and I were in marriage counseling at the time and the counselor felt it would be good for me.

What wound up happening was that the people in the group came to me after the session one day and said that they wanted to meet up with me afterwards. Why? The counselor was always in a down mood and seemed to do nothing but complain and warn us of dangers. Telling us what not to eat or drink and to beware of this or that. It was all I could do to sit through the group especially when the leader would hand out things she printed from the Internet that I knrw not to be true or suspect at best.

The people in the group said that they liked the fact that I was always happy despite my diabetes and other medical problems. So we'd spend an hour or two at a coffee shop after our meeting and they said that being around me put them in a much better mood.

And after I moved to another state, several of them wanted to keep in contact with me so we did either via snail mail or the Internet. Some of the people in the group were elderly and had no computer.

Now I can't say that I'm constantly chipper. That would be a bit weird. Sometimes I'm in pain or don't feel well and when I'm like that, I try to stay away from people until I'm in a better mood.

But... I can usually manage find something good or humorous in any situation. I have even left medical people in stitches. I had a very long labor and my daughter's head was molding to my cervix so she wasn't coming out. I was in pain as I had refused any pain meds but I asked to stand up because gravity! And then said I would make chocolate milk if she'd come out. The nurse laughed and asked how I planned to do that? I pointed to my overnight bag and said that I put some chocolate in there. When that didn't work, I put a stuffed animal between my legs and said, "Come out and you can have this!" I was the one in distress and yet I kept everyone laughing.

The way I see it, we can decide what we focus on. I try to focus on positive things. I've had others get upset with me because I don't get upset. Yesterday my daughter got all bent out of shape over what she thought was another person showing me disrespect. In reality, the other person had no clue what they had done. I mention the incident to them but not in an angry fashion, because I didn't have all the facts. Turned out that the person was in a hurry, not paying attention and didn't even realize what they did. They put the situation right, then all three of us had a laugh.

And today, my friend kept going on and on about how livid she was about ____. She gave me a variety of scenarios in her life and how livid she was and how she was always blowing up at people. And she does do that. I've seen her do it. Thankfully she hasn't done it to me! I keep wanting to tell her, "You're a Libra! You're all about balance and you're out of balance!" I just can't understand why someone would choose to keep blowing up over the same things again and again. She never seems to change the situation. It's like a constant repeat over and over again of her wallowing in self pity and complaints. I did wind up getting her to laugh her head off by reading her a humorous review of a product on Amazon. So she *can* be happy. But... Why does she choose not to?

Bottom line... I think we can choose happiness if we want to. What do you think?
 
BUT HAPPINESS IS NOT THE CORRECT EMOTION TO DISPLAY WHEN SOMEONE HANDS YOU AN ICE CREAM CONE OF HORSESHIT WHAT THE FUCK!?

Edit: I'm just saying that again, even if you can choose happiness, you shouldn't. I don't care how hot a guy is, if he hands you his pet's shit in an ice cream cone, you beat the everloving fuck out of him. You don't happily take it.

Edit the second: I AM LIVID THIS IS REAL THIS IS REAL AND THE MEDIA IS TRYING TO TRAIN OUR KIDS TO EAT SHIT AND BE HAPPY ABOUT IT.

Kopi luwak, or civet coffee exclusive brand of coffee, made from excrement.
 
Happiness only lasts as long as your most recent hot chick finds out how much time you spend on a porn board trying to be smart, relevant and keeping your pretend friends amused. You also gain happiness by putting up an AV of someone you pretend to despise but secretly have homo erotic feelings for.

It's a strange world here.

Also, Titty slappin, bruises and mistreating women seems to make some happy here.

Please feel free to borrow my AV.
 
The reason there are shrinks and therapists, the reason there's not just mental illness but also trauma and distress caused by people's lives and pasts, is that not everyone is has the skills to overcome everything, unaided and just be happy. A vet having PTSD isn't a choice, even if the soldier standing beside him was able to move on and be happy. A person who grew up in care, being repeatedly buggered by those he should have been able to trust, isn't just choosing to be unhappy, and nor is the rich bastard who had everything money can buy.
It's actually harmful, it's actually damaging, to proclaim that happiness is just a choice, in front of people who already struggle. It tells them that they are are to blame for their suffering, compounding their problems. Cunty, selfish and smug.

A more realistic statement would be that happiness is something that can be worked towards. Some may find it harder than others, but it is worth pursuing and investing in your own happiness. Forgive yourself if you find it hard, don't judge yourself by how easy others make it look. Ask for help if you need it. Sometimes happiness can only be snatched a few seconds at a time, but those seconds add up, so take what small pleasures you can. Happiness does not come from affluence or beauty or being saved by a fairytale prince. Happiness is a skill which, like art or maths, comes more easily to some but can be improved by most.

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I wonder when oblivious's current and former hot chicks will start PM'ing me.

Based on past practice, won't be long.

Another loser they are trying to figure out. Lol.
 
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