Misfortune, Miserable, Unhappy Makes a Good Story
Recently, I heard from two different sources about the same topic that caught my attention and kept me thinking: how people define and treat happiness.
What used to be called Happiness
There has always been some sort of scarcity for people throughout history. Food, comfort, house, warmth, safety, equality, money, and many others. People always craved for happiness. Happiness that came from fulfilling the scarcity.
Standards have evolved with time
What we have now isn't perfect. Still, the scarcity of those mentioned is less common for a lot of people, which is a good thing. But surely it had some side effects. It became harder and harder to please people. Eventually, what used to be a happy life has become a norm or even the lowest minimum standard of life.
Stories That People Aren't Interested In
"Our daughter tried her first ice cream in her life!"
This type of story doesn't resonate with a lot of people anymore. Family having a good time isn't considered sharing happiness. It's bragging to some people; some think of it very insignificant event that happens all the time.
It's so basic, too normal, not so special.
Stories That Engage People
Negative stories stand out. They stick with people more. Parents are sick and tired of taking care of baby, not being able to travel as freely, and how tired they are because their babies kept them up all night.
To the singles, the negativity passes on. It scares them to get married and have kids. The stories develop to divorces not being optional but an absolute necessity. They need to hold even higher standards to select their life-long partner. Actually, they have a lot more fun things to fill in the place of family nowadays.
Perspective Shift
My scarcity growing up was family. Beginning my junior year of high school with divorcing parents got me scared of and wanting to have my own family at the same time. When I got married, I was really glad I made that choice (and she accepted). The happiness from getting into a covenant relationship was unimaginable. The negative stories do exist, but they were a mere small portion of it!
Having a child is on another level. Everything, every moment, every second is so special. Same with marriage, there are hardships, but it's just a small bit of this amazing experience. I don't even remember why I was so scared in the first place.
Conclusion
We have become so overly saturated with the "standards of a happy life." Traveling, Omakase, Gucci bags, Tesla, buying a big house, etc. It's either you imitate and brag, or you are jealous. You want to bring them down somehow by talking all the negative stuff about those who look happy. And you comfort yourself saying you have high standards.
Maybe your scarcity is in self-awareness. With a loving family, walking to the nearest park holding hands can be the most memorable trip, or your wife's cooking tastes better than the one by Nobu's sushi chef. It's really a cliche, but happiness isn't far. It's as close as your child's first ice cream experience.

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