I believe that western society has been sold this ridiculous idea that we have to be happy all the time. This is dangerously unrealistic, and I think it contributes to its own share of depression. Life is about highs and lows, about birth and death, about celebrations and grief. We’re designed to feel a whole spectrum of emotions. It’s okay to be cold sometimes, it makes being warm even more enjoyable. It’s good to be hungry sometimes, it makes food taste better.
I know that too many people get an uneven share of troubles in their life, and I wish we lived in a world that was fair, but humans don’t seem to have a handle on that, yet.
Recently I got quite sick while visiting my elderly parents. I was miserable. However, my sisters who live nearby, and my parents took such loving care of me that I can actually say I had moments of happiness, re-experiencing the love of my childhood. Happiness is a complex thing and by focusing on things we’re grateful for, we definitely increase those moments of happiness.