I’ve been wondering lately if it’s the very idea of “happiness” that sets us up for disappointment. We’re constantly told we should be striving for it but doesn’t that just highlight all the times we’re not? Life isn’t always about feeling happy, right? Most of us just get on with things, facing our ups and downs, bearing our misfortunes without always seeking a perfect state of happiness.
Is it the pressure of trying to be happy that makes us miserable, rather than the actual pursuit itself?