Comments on: Happiness Is Over Rated and Way Too Expensive

By: Neal

Neal — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 15:41:46 +0000

Your secret is safe with me Sam. Now… pass the Kleenex…

By: Financial Samurai

Financial Samurai — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 13:56:04 +0000

Neal – Thanks for sharing! I have to imagine that the older we men get, the more pressure we have from others to portray a solid state of leadership and poise.

It’s hard for manly men to cry. The only times I cry is during sports actually….. not when my team loses to a last second miracle 3 ball, but when I see inspirational stories of people who’ve overcome disability to play again. I feel better afterwards, it’s rejuvenating! Just don’t tell anybody.

You’re right. Writing is cathartic!

By: Neal@wealthpilgrim.com

Neal@wealthpilgrim.com — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 05:19:09 +0000

First, thanks everyone. I get the feeling that just by your comments, you are makng it “ok” for others to spend some time not being “ok” so I really appreciate it.

Rob #5 – I have to admit you make an excellent point and I can see how faith could work in the way you’ve described. My personal experience however is much different.

My relationship w/G-d was helped me, maybe for the first time in my life, to be much more present. It has also given me more strength to believe that things pass.

That’s been my experience anyway.

Justin, thanks for airing this out. You are a very bright young man (I happen to know this personally) and you’ll figure it out.

My experience is that writing about it and sharing is the first step in that process. Bravo!

By: Debra

Debra — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 03:47:45 +0000

Great post.
We would not have any great literature or poetry if everyone buried their feelings. It’s a shame that Americans think you should take pills if you’re not happy all the time.

By: Abigail

Abigail — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 03:18:30 +0000

I’ve struggled with depression for most of my life, so I’m acutely aware of how not-okay it is in this society to be… well… not okay.

At this point, I’ve gotten sick of most of the social edicts around happiness. It’s kind of freeing.

If I feel down, I don’t try to buy my way out of it. I just do something comforting, like curl up on the couch and watch TV or read. I accept that, that day, I probably won’t be very happy.

Of course, if the unhappiness is severe or goes on too long, then I have to examine it and figure out how to cope.

But if we could all just accept that there’s a difference between sad and not-happy… I think a lot of time, energy, sanity and money would be saved.