I have been realizing that the more I put happiness in the forefront of my mind the more misery seems to also inflict me. It sounds not that great and believe me it is less than exciting to discover the truth in your own beliefs.
This is a warning to you fellow happiness searchers, be prepared. If you have recently made the decision to make true happiness a priority then be prepared for the misery that will come along with it during the transition phase. Feeling positive yet?
Hear me out…
Believe it or not, this is not meant to be a depressing post. I merely want to share with you all the not so savory discoveries that I have uncovered on my journey towards, peace, compassion, gratitude, and happiness.
You see when you make happiness the priority you begin to see all of the self limiting beliefs that you hold that blocks your way to happiness. Before I made happiness my top priority I did not realize that it is always my own perspectives, opinions and beliefs that stop me from achieving that desire. No one else. Just me.
This has been a fresh discovery and I suspect that these miseries will stick around a little longer before I accurately figure out how to overcome them. For now… I call my miseries out in an attempt to make you aware that they could be festering and distracting you from your own journey to happiness. Like they have been for me. If you feel like you might relate to these than label them as they are, don’t ignore them, and make it your mission on your journey to happiness to overcome your own obstacles. What else are we going to do?
How is it that I went my whole life without realizing that it’s my own expectations in almost every situation which causes me misery? Seriously? I am the type of gal who generally knows what she wants, and is not afraid to assert myself. This sometimes gets me in trouble. I was told from a young age to have high expectations for myself and for the people that I interact with.
Awesome! Where is the negative in that? Well, as the years went on I began to become more and more disappointed by these expectations that I had put on others. It seemed that not everyone lived by the same strict code as I did, and I often was left feeling disappointment or even left feeling that I had been mistreated. For a long time, like any basic human I resorted to blaming for my comfort in those matters.
It was only a matter of time until I started being disappointed by people regularly and also myself. It seemed that my expectations were not only completely unrealistic but they also lacked any amount of compassion for those who did not fulfill, including myself.
This is a very real misery of mine, only just discovering it recently for what it is. I am in the beginning fazes of identifying my expectations and letting go of them. Releasing all expectations that I place on others and myself is the only way I can see a way through this fog that keeps me from my true self and happiness. How does your exceptions keep you from happiness?
Along with expectations, I am a bit of a perfectionist. I guess it goes hand in hand really. When I make a plan or place an expectation on myself or another person I expect nothing but perfection.
This may be ridiculous, and believe me I am beginning to realize that if nothing else it is very unrealistic. Through my interactions with other humans in my life I have found that a lot of people battle with finding the balance of perfection. Some people expect nothing but 100% and others don’t even try. I am one of those 100% people. Something to normally be proud of, but not necessarily. You can’t be proud of something that isn’t real and 100% perfection is not real. Nobody is 100% perfect, besides what is perfect other than an opinion? Or an expectation?
Perfection makes me %$*&ing miserable. Why? Well if you strive for nothing but the absolute best and have no room in your heart for accepting anything but, then you will miss out on the lessons and happiness that comes from the results that you do get. Perfection is unforgiving.
This is my struggle. Perfection is a monster that swallows my happiness. Where is there room for compassion with perfection? How can both exist? My only guess is that perfection is another outdated useless feeling / belief that must be tossed out the window in order for happiness to thrive.
I feel like everyone are frauds and comparison queens. Society actually strives for comparison. It is almost as if comparing things is the only way that people feel safe and “normal”. I mean really think about it. The news, celebrities, the neighbors. People are comparing themselves all the time in every way. “It could be worse, look at (insert name here)” I mean how many times have you heard that line of comparison?
As a child and youth, I did not compare myself much to other girls or my peers in the way of what clothes they wore, how popular they were, or how much money they had like I know a lot of people do.I am grateful for not having that unhealthy habit to also overcome.
However, as an adult, I do compare myself and my life to people in other ways. I compare my happiness with others when it comes to my personal relationships. I think about how much does other couples argue? How often does that couple go out together? What is the normal growth for a relationship?
I use other people’s relationships as a measure to determine the happiness I have of my own. Even just typing that seems so stupid. But remember I am a perfectionist.
Again this is a entirely new realization for me and its presence in my belief system is not something that is going away easily. But… I see you now. I see comparison as what it is. The truth is, everyone is different and determining what is “normal” for you is something that needs to be discovered from within yourself and not within the “normal” of other people.
On my quest for happiness I have discovered three key things that keep me from smiling every time I let them take over my belief system. My expectations, perfectionism, and comparison. In fact if I ever feel unhappy it is almost always a safe bet that one of these three culprits are behind my misery.
So what do I do? What do we do?
Well if you are truly searching for happiness being honest with yourself and digging deep to discover what makes you miserable is a step you must take. If you share in my miseries all we can do is recognize them for what they really are… freaking bull%$#@ that just keeps you from smiling, and then let them go.
That’s my plan anyway. When searching for happiness you need to be brave enough to call it what it really is, ignore what you thought you knew and let it go. Habit and belief systems can change if you are willing to put in the work and once changed, the path to happiness might just become a little less foggy and a little more clear to walk.