But I don’t want those options. I resent being forced to choose one of them. What I really want is to throw a tantrum, stamp my feet, throw myself on the floor and scream at the top of my voice, until someone fixes things for me.
I hate Rules, but if we must have Rules, I’d rather we had Rules about happiness than about eating chocolate or wearing helmets.
It’s a fascinating process my brain is taking me through these months. It seems to me that it’s all about self-preservation. My brain is intent on protecting me from being hurt. Having to leave the apartment, potentially involves a lot of pain, but if I don’t like the apartment, if I’m bored with the view Everything changes, doesn’t it? I won’t grieve for something I don’t like anyway.
Being Richard Branson is not all it’s cracked up to be… focus on your own journeys
Searching for Happiness is a self defeating contradiction
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