I'll try to speak from my own personal experience and give you my reasons for my unhappiness/bitterness. Not to say that's how I am 24/7... I think I balance my good moods with my bad moods.
We're all slaves to the mighty $$$
Roger. It's a lot of pressure, a lot of competition, a lot of stress. That's one of the main things that piss me off. If you look at it though, we're always slaves to something, to eating, shitting, laughing, whatever. I think it's more of the unsatisfying jobs that make people depressed. Plowing the field for your family staring at an oxes ass to me would be much more satisfying than pushing computer buttons all day for something I don't even care about. Even though we're both just working to make ends meet, there's something more primal, more fufilling to look back and take a gander at this huge field you just plowed instead of filing all the invoices you just entered. Hell I got more of a kick making burgers at McDonald's then sitting in this fucking shitty office.
*quoted Undies post*
That's so true. The need for human companionship is easily replaced with television, video games, internet, magazines, whatever... which are usually covered with beautiful people... just making you feel more depressed... and lonley.... But I'm too fucking scared to go over to the fucking neighbours in case they don't like me!! Or.. even worse.. I might not like them! It's so lame. It's so much easier to turn on the boob tube than making friend.. it makes me lazy and I can feel it sucking my life away. That's why it pisses me off so much. Just like everything else, booze, War3, work, money, TV, sex, friends, personal time, it's gotta balance and everyone's different. You gotta find it for yourself but lots of the time people don't like to look at themselves, it's so much easier to blame somebody else ie: your mommy, God, George Bush, Osama Bin Laden, PRAE.
You know I'm a firm believer that you don't know how good you got it till shit goes bad. Everyone's got a fucking sob story, "oh my dad left my mom when I was 5", "Oh I got my shoes stolen at a party!!", "I lost my keys!!".. damn near all the people I know don't have real problems. We live so fucking good we don't even begin to realize it. People live so long nowadays we won't have a love one die on us till we're like over 30 fucking years old. I know for a fact my house will never be flooded away and my dad ain't gonna be taken away by the secret police. Sure I got picked on at school, everyone gets it, some worse, some hardly none at all. I was the fucking kid everyone could pick on, after all I wasn't even a metre stick high when I was in grade 4. You think that'd make me hate people? Naw, but it made me scared of them. I got over that shit. I was taught to believe that old saying "treat others how you want to be treated" and I always believe there's good in some people. That's what I try to stick to. You can't change people, you can only change yourself and no stupid self help cosmo article is gonna help you and turn off the fucking TV. Talk to a friend or something, figure it out yourself, whatever. Happiness is making the best of what you got. If you don't like your situation, fix it. Nobody's stopping YOU but yourself.
My father in law was telling me over Thanksgiving about this amazing bartender at some bar he frequented who could shake a martini and fill it to the rim with no leftovers and he thought it was the coolest thing he'd ever seen. I then proceeded to his home bar and made four martinis in one shaker with unfamiliar glassware and a non standard shaker and did the same thing. From that moment forward I knew he had no compunction about my cock ever being in his daughter's mouth.
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