Elusive happiness

I honestly don’t know what makes me happy anymore. The pandemic destroyed a lot in my life: my good job, my ease being with people and crowds, my family relationships, the reasons for my friendships. I’ve tried to “reintegrate”…. And I feel so disconnected. I feel like I’ve outgrown my hobbies that used to give me identity. So I am in this strange, grey, free fall transition phase. Wish me muck on the other side.


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There were a few years of my life

Aug 1, 2023 at 9:45am

Where i couldn't even conceive of what would bring me happiness.

I stayed optimistic, as always, and music saved me.

"All art aspires to music."

Don't forget that.

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Great confession.

Aug 1, 2023 at 1:40pm

I feel the same way. Thanks for perfectly describing the discombobulation and emotional numbness of our times.

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Aug 2, 2023 at 3:26pm

Thanks for the feedback, folks.

I feel like I was playing board game pre-pandemic, one which I knew all the rules, and the predictable next moves, in order to advance. Then the pandemic came, and it was as if someone kicked the board game from underneath, and all the pieces scattered.

I have been trying to pick up those pieces for a long time now, to put them back on the game board, to where I thought they should be.

The board, I think, looks somewhat similar to before the pandemic. But the entire game has changed. It feels unrecognizable.

This is what I grapple and struggle with. Getting reacquainted with my previous life which feels like shoes that no longer fit.

Work on this everyday. I hope that my daily efforts bring me to some semblance of peace of mind, happiness and contentment that I used to feel. It’s a slog.

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Aug 2, 2023 at 6:36pm

I feel exactly the same way and I take comfort in knowing others are struggling with these issues.( 26 upvotes so far) We are not alone.

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