Why Is Happiness So Elusive For Some People?
Is happiness a means to an end? Sometimes I feel that in order to be happy, you need to achieve certain goals or milestones. I haven't achieved much in life. I've been going to college on and off for about 14 years now, and I still haven't been able to graduate. I'm still single, age 32, and living at home with my parents again after briefly being on my own. I've had at least 30 different jobs since I was 16 years old and hated every single one of them. The longest I've lasted at a job was 3 years. I'm currently working part time at a clothing store, where I'm taking orders from a snot nose 20 year old. I've been a lost unhappy soul for a while. When will my life finally turn around and when can I say that I am truly happy? Is it when I finally get my college degree? Is it when I get married and have kids? Or is happiness a process where I need to learn to be happy in my daily life? How does one stay happy despite their trials and tribulations; in spite of all the injustice and cruelty in this world?