I’m just really jaded about spending all my time working, and barely having time to spend with my family every year, except a few days around Christmas time. Our bullshit expectation of always working just doesn’t work for me anymore.
I once heard someone say that when they started a meditation practice, after a while “every moment is my moment”.
They said it made them feel like their entire life was theirs, no matter what they were doing.
Why am I not content with my life? The content of my life.
For me definitely money / not wanting to work. I’d just want to do my own stuff all day everyday. And I mean actually do it rather than just sit on youtube all day
Same. I’m an engineer with a very small tech company; even though we’re not FAANG, we sure act like it. I have stuff from so many hobbies just sitting collecting dust in a closet or a drawer because when I get done with work I only have enough energy to feed myself, look after the dog, and do the bare minimum to keep life going until tomorrow, then rinse and repeat.
I think the only thing that’s saved me from total burnout is that my boss is a hardliner on WFH; we maintain a small office space for conferences and meetings, but we’ve been told in no uncertain terms there will be no return to office. That at least lets me take care of small chores like laundry and dishes and runs to the grocery store during the day.
Beware if you have any kidney problems, but creatine always helps me have more mental endurance.
Depression
I really love my family and don’t ever want to hurt them.
I just wish they could be happy without me around every day.
I miss having time for myself.
I also love other people and want to be with them as well.
I just feel chained.
Health scare currently got me down. Good odds it’s fine, but the possibilities range from “nothing to worry about” to “easily treatable” to “unpleasantly treatable” all the way down to “terminal”.
Just last week I was contentedly playing darts at the bar with a date!
Appreciate your health while you have it.
Eh, it’s probably nothing major dude. We’re constantly worrying about stuff that almost never ends up happening.
Doctor said it’s nothing to worry about, but follow up in six months. So that’s a relief. 😅
Glad to hear, thanks for the update!
My unwillingness to knowingly hurt people. I think I would be happier doing my own thing, but would hurt or disappoint do many people by leaving them (my boyfriend, family, colleagues, friends…). So I’m just wasting my own life instead…
Money. I hate how I have to choose between being home with my family or working so we have a home. I don’t mind working to pay for my life choices but working 4 full time jobs between two people just to make ends meet is insane. We even make more than the average at each job. I don’t waste money either I have no more fat to trim I work and sleep there’s a few times I can wave at my kid or wife. If I’m ever left alone long enough I’ll probably end up collapsing at this point
The minecraft server is down :(
I’m pretty content but I’d be more content with more money. But the process of making more money can make me discontented.
I’m the same way. I’m happy with my life, overall, but of course there are improvements I could make. There is pleasure in achieving something long striven for, and there is displeasure in the striving. More money would achieve some of the things I want more quickly, but none are critical so the balance is better with a longer wait and lower stress.
Cost of housing.
I’ve found a job I’m happy with, a house that I feel good in, and a wife that is my most important source of joy. We have a few hobbies that keep us occupied, but I think we’d almost have too much time to kill if we weren’t working at least a little bit and feeling productive in fields we value. I am incredibly lucky to be able to say all of that, and it leaves my health issues as my biggest obstacle to greater contentment. I have epilepsy which has led to a pretty restrictive lifestyle. No drinking, early bedtime every single night, HEAVY (and expensive) medications with terrible side effects, and just a bit of constant stress around the possibility of a bad seizure. Plus the increased risks of early onset dementia that I just have to wait for and know is likely coming. There’s nothing we can do about any of it except try to stay distracted, but that’s hard with so many medication alarms going off every day.
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Need anything resembling a support system to make pulling myself out of an abusive clusterfuck even seem worth it.
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Can’t socialize til I’ve already clawed my way of it all by myself, because I’m too far behind anyone who isn’t still in high school and it makes people closer to my own age uncomfortable.
So I don’t get to have emotional support of any kind. But I do get to be judged when I fail. I’d rather not die if I didn’t have to, tbh, but I am kinda being pushed there for lack of other options. Anyway, how is your day.
If you’re a man, there a men’s groups for this sort of thing: the loneliness, the hopelessness, the being aware that abuse is wrong but somehow not feeling enough impulse to leave, all of it.
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solid wage, perhaps if AI would stop attacking every ability to earn a solid wage in the future…
For the first time, I am content. It’s honestly a wild feeling - less then a decade ago I was about a half step from homeless and an opioid user. Now I’ve successfully transitioned, gotten my dream job, and have a super cute fat kitty. And I just got a message from what seems like a genuinely decent guy who I’m meeting for coffee.
It’s fucking wild. Every day I just appreciate all the small things so much. It’s really made me refocus my goal to try to help people as much as I can now.
Rootin for yall. I hope everyone gets to feel this way.
