I’m just really jaded about spending all my time working, and barely having time to spend with my family every year, except a few days around Christmas time. Our bullshit expectation of always working just doesn’t work for me anymore.
I once heard someone say that when they started a meditation practice, after a while “every moment is my moment”.
They said it made them feel like their entire life was theirs, no matter what they were doing.
For me definitely money / not wanting to work. I’d just want to do my own stuff all day everyday. And I mean actually do it rather than just sit on youtube all day
Same. I’m an engineer with a very small tech company; even though we’re not FAANG, we sure act like it. I have stuff from so many hobbies just sitting collecting dust in a closet or a drawer because when I get done with work I only have enough energy to feed myself, look after the dog, and do the bare minimum to keep life going until tomorrow, then rinse and repeat.
I think the only thing that’s saved me from total burnout is that my boss is a hardliner on WFH; we maintain a small office space for conferences and meetings, but we’ve been told in no uncertain terms there will be no return to office. That at least lets me take care of small chores like laundry and dishes and runs to the grocery store during the day.
Beware if you have any kidney problems, but creatine always helps me have more mental endurance.
Depression
Why am I not content with my life? The content of my life.
Money. I hate how I have to choose between being home with my family or working so we have a home. I don’t mind working to pay for my life choices but working 4 full time jobs between two people just to make ends meet is insane. We even make more than the average at each job. I don’t waste money either I have no more fat to trim I work and sleep there’s a few times I can wave at my kid or wife. If I’m ever left alone long enough I’ll probably end up collapsing at this point
A session in a float tank is the most effective use of time I’ve ever found in terms of decompressing.
I’m pretty content but I’d be more content with more money. But the process of making more money can make me discontented.
I’m not good with people. I’m perpetually a loner on the internet. My coworkers have a tendency to keep me going but sometimes they don’t get along and I’m at a loss for what to do with myself. Even though it’s not my problem, I make it my own because I’m an evil narcissist. There is no place on this planet for an asshole weirdo like me.
Money and a partner
More money and a job that allows me to have a flexible working schedule. I hate having an 8-5 and I want more money to travel around
I want more money and a job with consisten weekends off. My schedule’s all over the place right now and it’s wearing on me.
My unwillingness to knowingly hurt people. I think I would be happier doing my own thing, but would hurt or disappoint do many people by leaving them (my boyfriend, family, colleagues, friends…). So I’m just wasting my own life instead…
I’ve found a job I’m happy with, a house that I feel good in, and a wife that is my most important source of joy. We have a few hobbies that keep us occupied, but I think we’d almost have too much time to kill if we weren’t working at least a little bit and feeling productive in fields we value. I am incredibly lucky to be able to say all of that, and it leaves my health issues as my biggest obstacle to greater contentment. I have epilepsy which has led to a pretty restrictive lifestyle. No drinking, early bedtime every single night, HEAVY (and expensive) medications with terrible side effects, and just a bit of constant stress around the possibility of a bad seizure. Plus the increased risks of early onset dementia that I just have to wait for and know is likely coming. There’s nothing we can do about any of it except try to stay distracted, but that’s hard with so many medication alarms going off every day.
Cost of housing.
Money and a support system.
Money would mean less stress about bills, hobbies, healthier food. It would leave me time, energy and motivation for better habits.
Support system would give me people to enjoy those hobbies with. People to help when shit happens, more emotional security.
Me, I inherited some good money and it didn’t make all my issues go away. I am no means rich but comfortable. It’s weird to see how you think is shaped by your statue in life. I need to turn my focus on life from going from one paycheck to the next to planning for the future and what to do with this money.
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