Happiness is a game of low expectations
From a New York Times blog post about happiness, Danes, and expecting too much:
Danes seem to know instinctively that expectations kill happiness, leaving the rest of us unhappy un-Danes to sweat it out on the “hedonic treadmill.” That’s what researchers call the tendency to constantly ratchet up our expectations, a sort of emotional inflation that devalues today’s accomplishments and robs us of all but the most fleeting contentment. If a B-plus grade made us happy last semester, it’ll take an A-minus to register the same satisfaction this semester, and so on until eventually, inevitably, we fail to reach the next bar and slip into despair.
It’s a recurring theme in happiness literature as well as Buddhist scripture (can’t speak with certainty about other faiths and practices). Eliminate desire. Lower expectations. Show gratitude for who you are and where you are right now.
In my experience, accepting that life isn’t sunshine and rainbows has helped me find relief. I no longer feel pressure to be happy and wonder why my life isn’t better. After all, it’s not supposed to be “better.” It’s supposed to be what it is.
Acceptance is easier said than reached when I am throwing my own pity party. But I think it’s useful to remind myself (and y’all too
) that happiness is usually a matter of changed perspective, not changed circumstance.