Who doesn’t want to be happy?
Today this question roams the streets, knocks on the doors of houses and enters anyone’s head. Happiness is no longer a goal or a simple state to enjoy, happiness is an obligation. You have to be happy at all times, for everything and, as much as possible, share this happiness with others.
Find happiness in self-help books
There is no consensus on an ideal of happiness. however this does not prevent bookstores from appearing infested with self-help. That if in the end it goes to self-help … why should the book of the same vendehúmos chatter be useful to all of us? The books are not far from each other, nor far from the neoliberal doctrine that permeates this Europe of the 21st century. “You are doing everything on your own so that I continue to give lectures paid for with public tax money.”
At the end of the day you find someone who works 10 hours a day doing overtime for free and who through their taxes or quitting earning gets paid to a guy who goes into the business. company to tell him that he must be happier, more employable, more positive, with activities to encourage the “teambuilding” that to quote the Nega would translate to “do the mamón”.
Happiness is not what we were told
I repeat that I don’t want to be happy. If happiness was that. I understand that happiness has to be based on other things. For Freud or Flaubert in stupidity as a basis. I prefer, as the song says, to think about health, money and love. In time to take advantage of it. And nothing else. Not much to ask for. Or yes, today it seems like there is a lot to ask for.
But it’s one thing to have money or time is complicated and it’s another to be happy that you can’t afford the house. Understand happiness as this state of perpetuity of smile, optimism and good rolling. Obviously, in all life there are good times, of joy despite difficulties. But it becomes impossible under certain circumstances to achieve the 24 hour nonstop happiness offered by New Age gurus, self-help, coaching and other rabbitism.
The dictatorship of normal looks
Sartre said: “We are not wasting our time; there may have been more beautiful ones, but it is ours.” I wouldn’t dare say that there have been better times, because this time has meant great progress, especially in life expectancy (one could assess whether prolonging life is good or bad depending on the conditions but it seems clear that almost everyone wants to live a month).
What I believe is that there are better lives, luckier people (being born is a coincidence) but you can’t trade then we must try to live the best we can on our own, the one we have. But let no one come and ask us for anything, let alone be happy under their ideals of supposed happiness. The famous phrase “everyone has what they deserve” must receive a violent response. Let’s say no to the posture of wanting to pretend to be happy.
I decided that I didn’t want to be happy
I don’t want to be happy. Whenever I saw myself in front of a dish that looked appetizing I thought I would eat it and not take a picture of it, when I was at a party I thought I would keep drinking and enjoy not stopping to take selfies and if I had to go out for a run, to the gym or whatever place that involved exercising I thought about doing that and then taking a shower, not writing hashtags.
So I am not an example of happiness, quite the contrary. The thing is … and you?