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I don't know if I've ever felt "happy" in my life. It's not that I'm depressed, but that like love the definition is impossible to define objectively. It's when I've sought cliched happiness that I've felt the most miserable, and what makes people happy on TV makes me feel bored or underwhelmed at best or anxious and paranoid at worst. You could buy me a PS5 and a race car and I'd probably feel nothing. The closest thing to happiness for me is contentment. The thing you feel when taking a warm shower or when drinking an energy drink while listening to nostalgic music while reading a manga on a rainy Saturday morning at 5 A.M. Oddly enough for me contentment goes hand in hand with nostalgia and melancholy, but add too much melancholy and you'll just be depressed.