If I didn’t have a job, I’d probably still work, and I’d probably be working partly for money, partly for something to do. I just wouldn’t be answering to someone else. I think “work” is misunderstood. It doesn’t have to be a bad experience, but I understand it often is. I wish more people had jobs they liked, I think that’s a better solution.
If I didn’t have a job, I’d probably still work, and I’d probably be working partly for money, partly for something to do. I just wouldn’t be answering to someone else. I think “work” is misunderstood. It doesn’t have to be a bad experience, but I understand it often is. I wish more people had jobs they liked, I think that’s a better solution.
A stable career path, a loving relationship, and permanent housing.
More concise: Stability.
It's all I ever wanted and seemingly the only thing I can never have even since childhood. I move every 2 years on average and since adulthood that's been from basement apartment to basement apartment and now to a garage with no end in sight... I finally got to the point where I could consider buying a house and then COVID, WFH, and the invesestment parasites all blew up at once and took that away from me... I gave up on the relationship bit years ago.
Relief of stress, which is currently made by lack of money. So money, I guess. I think in smaller terms this chocolate chip banana bread will make me short term happy though.
Life stability and security. If all of my bills and debts were taken care of, I would be happy. I love my job as a welder and enjoy what I do. I look forward to the new work week on Monday morning.
I would continue working as a welder, even if I didn't have to worry about money and bills.
I could try, but I'm not a woman, I'm not even on hrt yet, I'll start diy as soon as my package arrives, but even then I'll never pass. And it's all my fault, I knew it since I was 13, but didn't do anything about it, cuz I'm a fucking retard or something. everything in my live is just dark-gray and the only way to brigthen it up are drugs...
It helps, but then you have to supplant your own meaning life, or one can very quickly spiral into doing nothing and becoming depressed. Capitalism sucks, but work doesn't; it gives us direction and purpose.
My friend, I assume, and I find plenty of meaning in accomplishing simple tasks and finding interesting ways to express ourselves. No labor needed. Only little rabbit holes to constantly fall into.
Edit: btw I don't approve of all the downvotes you got. A lot of meaning can be found in, exhausting, intense, hard work. Most of that is stripped away by being forced to do it, though.
Probably a loving partner, and enough therapy to be able to have a healthy relationship. But that's a lot of work, so I mostly try to be happy in my solitude.
I'm a person who enjoys their solitude. I know my partners not the same but I also know there are other people who very much like to stay to themselves. Maybe you can find someone who you can both be in solitude together with.
I keep hoping if I think hard enough I can like unlock the next frontier of human advancement. Then I would sell it to everyone because capitalism makes me greedy.
Sleep's one of the best free pleasures around. It's free, it heals your body and mind, and just feels good.
I've fought a lot with insomnia in recent years and truly appreciate when I'm able to get a good night's sleep. I'd rather have a bit shorter days, but feel much better due to being well rested whenever possible. How does sleeping make you feel guilty?
I'm not sure if that will help. I've been what people would call emotionally numb for a while. Most of how I come across as feeling comes from memory of feeling that way.
Not having adhd so I could make a better use of time, for family, relaxation, chores, career advancement. So I didn’t have to lean on my wife’s emotional intelligence and knack for planning so much, and so I would be better at maintaining relationships with those who aren’t in my immediate vicinity
Just enough money to pay off my car, my credit card, and give me 1 year (if that, id probably spend half the time recovering from traveling) to travel and see where I want to go in life.
Edit: funny, now that I'm thinking about it there's that venn diagram joke: Money, time, and Energy. Each stage of your life you get two.
I have no energy, not a lot of money, and plenty of time (except ADHD time blindness so it doesn't do me any fucking good.)
Well I am happy, but would be happier if the public transit here was good. Because the city would be so much better.
More money would make me less anxious but I have a reasonable lifestyle already (only took a half century and 4 wage earners in the household) and am satisfied with it.
I feel for you.. When you're at one you feel guilty for not being at the other and you constantly feel like you're failing at both. Everyone told me to make time for myself and i didn't even know what that meant. Try not to let the frustration and guilt get to you. Sleep when you can.
Someone who occasionally makes me feel special. It'd be nice to feel special all the time, but I think that's unrealistic. It'd be nice if I could feel special or important on a semi regular basis. Not just useful, like a wrench is useful, but treasured.
The older I get, the more I understand the "lone old man and his dog" stereotype. The dog thinks you're great and everyone else just sees you like a machine that is disposable when they're done with you.
Mentoring is the fast track to feeling useful. It takes a bit of humility. No one wants to learn from someone who is intolerabley self righteous, but passing on knowledge will always be rewarding.
You're missing the point. I already do something like that. I'm very useful to those around me. I just wish people liked me whether I'm useful or not, and made it obvious. I feel like if I stopped being useful, then people would stop liking me.