What if chasing happiness is all a lie?

What if chasing happiness is something we get told all the time, but in reality, it’s all just a colossal rat’s race. I never understood that phrase, by the way. Rat’s race. What does that even mean? I guess I’ll have to look it up after I’m done writing this. I assume it means that it’s a race that doesn’t even matter? I guess that’s insulting to all rats out there, right?

Chasing happiness is one of those things that probably never ends. I can’t ever knock someone who says that this is what their end goal is, but if I have to be honest, I think that’s a crazy goal.

The more I’ve looked into it, and the more I’ve tried to Google search to spend all this excessive into “what is happiness?” The more I realize that happiness is just a decision you make at the moment. So, what’s the point of continuing to chase happiness? I still can’t understand it.

Again, it’s not that I’m knocking that idea down or anything. I think that’s it’s kind of like a money technique I learned not too long ago. I think it goes something like, “if you don’t know how to save with 10,000 dollars, you will not know what to do with one million dollars.” Maybe instead of using dollars in that comparison, you use happiness. If you can’t be happy with what you have now, how do you expect to learn how to be satisfied when you start getting everything else you have?

I guess that’s the problem with how society has been treating us as of late, right? I think we’ve been taught to keep going for more and whatnot. Even when we feel a great victory for ourselves, there’s someone out there that has done it much better than you, so celebrating will make you look a bit egotistical. Maybe it’s the whole comparing thing. I don’t know; I’m no expert. I’m just starting to figure out a bunch of this shit myself.

I’ve always been a “the grass is always greener” kind of person. I most recently realized that the grass is a lot greener when you take care of it, love it, and give it attention. Sure, sometimes the grass may still fuck up on some sides, and yea, you may get restrictions put on you by circumstances out of your control, but it’s how you adjust that will determine what happens next.

I’ve made the mistake of chasing happiness for too long. I’ve been waiting for a Monday to change my life. I’ve been waiting until the end of the year to reflect on my year. Maybe it’s time to stop waiting because there’s no telling what tomorrow brings. It’s time to start chasing what truly makes me happy, whether that means I feel like I fuck up here and then or not. I don’t have much to lose, but I have a shit load of experiences to win.