Stuff doesn’t make us happy, people do. It’s always been like that. If we spend less time with people, in person, we will be less happy.
Also nature. It’s clinically proven that living your life surrounded by barren concrete fucks you up.
People like having pets and growing houseplants, just cuz, and both have been shown to do a lot of good, mentally. But we really should be bringing nature into our cities much more than we do right now.
But investors like shiny glass and concrete!
Aside from worsening the mental state by deprivation of nature, it also is more vulnerable to flashfloods, the heat is much worse in summer and the air quality is worse all year round.
Yeah. It’s insane how much more tolerable the climate in a park can be, even if less than a block away, its heat hell.
I live near seattle. A friend who grew up in texas visited recently and he was shocked at how many trees were around in the city, and at how clean the air felt
Pictures of Houston seem surreal to me.
People are the best and worst part of existence
If you got the right people, you can min max the experience
And if you have the wrong people, you can max min the experience.
Depends on the people and the context. You could live surrounded by people every day and be completely miserable.
You’re right, it’s not just “people.” What I mean is we need to focus more on our relationships, and on being around the people that make us happy, and less on the things we think will make us happy.
Anon discovers the underlying foundation of Buddhism.
Good ending: Buddhism
Bad ending: richard stallman fanboy
Anon has depression
"i am depressed
“You have depression.”
“thank you doctor”
(in the US and uninsured) “See the front desk for your $300 appointment fee.”
My wife had a wrist issue and went to physical therapy. She did things like squeeze a tennis ball and grip coins between her fingers. We got a bill for $600 per 15 minutes. With insurance it was $1600 for an hour and a half total.
Lol I mean Anon just uses that word as a synonym to “sad”. But no, its not just sadness, it’s a disease than can kill you (via suicidal thoughts).
You ever play a video game where you turn on infinite items and health and it suddenly is super boring?
That can happen with life. I bet that’s why so many billionaires are crazy.
I doubt the „better diet“ part
Gout has entered the room
What? You mean Doritos and fried meats aren’t better than the meals of royalty?
There’s a lot less diseases on modern food
And this is why people get hobbies
better healthcare
I seriously hope he’s not american, because that’d be hilarious if so.
Depends on where in the US you live
It’s not about the everything. It’s about what and how you have done with your life: choices, actions, history, experiences, progress, memories and principles you stand and dreams you strive for. Whether you’ve made good or bad in any aspect or at all, do you truly like the life you journey? At the end, it’s all your done, and no one’s else should definitely be as you’re given your body, abilities, grants and chances all just to make what’s on your mind come true on your own (force/will). It’s stupid to regret after you miss or abuse or reject the opportunities you had or probabilities you knew. All you have to do is move forward and do yourself better and find ways to truly achieve and fulfill if you still want and never give up.
Anon is missing purpose
A lot of us are. It’s hard to invent your own purpose. Was probably easier when purpose was thrust upon you (grow or find food or you’ll die). I’m not saying life was better in the past. We live in fantastic times but it comes with different challenges. Finding purpose in life is a very real and difficult challenge.
where does this guy get his dating apps? lol
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Agree. Think that people feel the most fulfilled when there’s some element of a struggle or a challenge that they’ve overcome to get the reward. Of course the right amount of that is important. OP doesn’t need nonstop challenges coming at them. In this case though it sounds like there might not be enough.
That yearning for kilometres
