Mission Statement: I'm trying to get to the route of why I am inherently dissatisfied

with life.
I was just now able to pinpoint what the problem is… The problem is I spend a lot of time trying to make sense of everything that’s going on in my head and find a metaphorical place to ‘be’.

I can’t do it with Religion. I think it’s obvious to anyone who’s been reading the SDMB with their eyes open that I’m an Atheist, and somewhat anti-religious to boot.

I can’t do it with Buddhism (Yes I know, it’s technically a religion) because I don’t fully (but do partially) believe in the idea that a solution to the feeling of dissatisfaction is to let go of desire.

On a deep level I am a pessimist. I believe that everything is random, accidental, incidental… so WHY SHOULD there be a reward for being a human being if we are mere random accidents.
I can’t get distracted by a hobby because I find it hard to muster any enthusiasm.

I can’t drown my sorrows because I gave that up (and deep down knew that I was just desensitising myself to the nice feeling of being drunk and perceiving life through beer/whisky-goggles)

I am aware I need to fill a few voids… I need an SO. I would like a thing I can devote myself to other than what is becoming a rut of a ‘career’.
I need a good belly laugh and to get laid.
The soppy L word would be nice too.

You mean you need to get to the root of why you are inherently dissatisfied. And as someone who has had the same problems recently, I suggest you find yourself a cognitive-behavioral therapist in your area with good credentials, post-haste, and go get “The Feeling Good Handbook” by Dr. David Burns, MD while you’re at it. (It’s not a typical self-help book, in that it is meant as a supplement to cognitive therapy, not a wacky New Age life-solutions-manual in and of itself.) Try not to fill up the void with quick fixes like SOs, sex partners or hobbies, in the meantime; those things tend to get away from you when you’re in a rut, and they’re much more satisfying when you’re in a more comfortable emotional place anyway.

ETA: If you “need a good belly laugh”, it sounds like you’re not getting as much enjoyment out of humor/comedy as you once did, which may mean that you won’t get as much enjoyment out of sexual release as you’re expecting either. Especially since you’re most likely to take whatever you can get when you’re feeling like what you’re describing, which often leads to disappointment for you and heartbreak for the lucky lady. That’s my experience, anyway.

Ooooh! Thanks HD. :smiley: I couldn’t figure out what the title meant. I was just thinking it was a pretty circuitous route.

As to the OP, if life is random, accidental and incidental, why should anyone expect satisfaction? Wouldn’t that be random also?

I reccommend the Dilbert mission statement generator as a good path to enlightenment. You can load it with your choice of nouns, verbs, etc. to customize the output.

Take a look into “Struggling With Happiness.” This is one of the best books I’ve ever read. Daniel Gilbert uses scientific studies to explain why it’s so difficult for us to find happiness.

At heart, it’s because we can’t conceptualize what makes us happy until we’re there. Human are very limited in our expectations of an experience, so we pursue a goal we think will make us happy, only to find, once we get there, that it ain’t so hot. But the book’s still a great read and has a lot of useful insights.

Here’s another question to get at the source of your dissatisfaction: who’s in control of your life, yourself or someone else? Feeling trapped in a situation / job / relationship / Cleveland can be a major trigger for depression. (Note: I’m allowed to joke about Cleveland; I was born an hour away from there).

Somehow I don’t think Cleveland factors into it.

Ooh, ooh! I love that book! It explains so much. And your summary in your post pretty much sums it up. If you want an explanation as to why happiness is so hard to attain, this is a great book. If you’re looking for a quick fix as to being happy, this isn’t it. But the author tells you that right up front. That’s why it’s in the psychology or philosophy section instead of the self-help section. It’s not a do-it-yourself happiness book. It’s a great read, though.

ETA:

And you say that as you sit in beautiful sunny San Diego. I wonder what the temp. is in San Diego as vs. Cleveland. And the job opportunities, etc. :stuck_out_tongue:

Well, it ain’t easy getting a job in San Diego, but my point is that Lobsang probably doesn’t care about Cleveland.

Oh. I thought that pesch knew something about Lobsang’s real location and the location in Lobsang’s profile was just imaginary.
Or is this another whoosh? It’s cold enough here without whooshing going on!

Cleveland was a joke about the triggers of depression, and nothing to do with where the OP lives people.

Is it possible that the Isle of Man isn’t helping? Bristol’s by no means a bottomless barrel of laughs, but there’s a fair bit of live music and what-not which goes on, which in combination with a small group of friends (plus booze, admittedly) keeps the worst of my existential despair at bay. For some of the time.

I’m not trying to slag off the IoM - I’ve never been there - but just wonder if given your dissatisfaction you might not want a bit of a change of scene?

And I wouldn’t look for a woman to fix things - if you find someone who likes you in your self-confessed rut, they might just help keep you there…

Finding a purpose for your life helps, too. Find a goal to accomplish (you’ve already done it once by giving up alcohol), set out how to do it, and then take the first step. Get involved in a community or volunteer activity. A lot of happiness can come from helping someone or a community with something you know well or find easy to do. The IoM has less than 100 000 people on it, making for limited contacts, still there is probably some opportunity for you to get involved in some way. Find a purpose or theme for your life, act on it, and you will find a way to happiness.

Vlad/Igor

Cleveland…slowly I turned…

May I reccommend jogging? It’s a horrible thing to do to yourself but it can leave you to exhausted to worry about the nature of the universe and whatnot.

Okay, Lobsang - I’m going to try to help. I have been in a place very similar to where you are and I got out. I’m going to suggest that you do some things similar to what worked for me.

No you can’t. In fact, neither religion nor psychology is going to be of much use to you. They’re both based on taking the word of people who know more about you than you do, and you’re never going to believe that they do. And you’re right. So don’t waste any time there. You’re going to have to get out of this on your own. The good news is that you can. Stand by.

Small and largely irrelevant quibble here: the release of desire is **not ** the goal of Buddhism, it is only a natural consequence of understanding your place in the universe, which the Buddha sought to teach. So don’t worry about it.

Great! You’re doing fine.

Again, distraction is not what you need and you recognize that, so that’s great! That lack of enthusiasm is a symptom and therefore beneficial. It’s telling you that you are engaged in irrelevance, so that’s good!

Also good - chemical desensitisation is the worst thing you could do right now. Whether it comes from a bartender or a pharmacist, it’s putting a Band-Aid on a fever.

That’s a fact, but it’s not as far away as you think.

**Forget them. ** Put them right out of your mind. Getting an SO, finding your Right Livelihood, real laughter, intimacy, love…forget them for now. Why? I’m glad you asked. Because they’re all results of getting yourself straight. Get yourself straight and they stumble over themselves in their haste to get into your life. ** *But here’s the important point: * ** they are not goals, they are results. Pursue them as goals and you will chase them forever and only get yourself out of breath.

So what do you do?

Get outside. Take a walk. I’m serious. I can give you a lot of psychobabble horseproduct, but the only ideas that are going to stick are the ones you come up with yourself, and you need to be outside walking to do that. There are good physiological reasons for this too, if you like: walking stimulates spinal circulation, feeds the brain…in short there are no depressed people who exercise. But no jogging, please. A large part of your problem is that you’re surrounded by irrelevance, and running is not what you need. On a basic human (relevant) level we run to get away from something, or we run to catch it. You are engaged in neither. Walking allows you to be someplace that is changing, providing vital stimulus, and doesn’t reinforce your feeling that you are engaged in pursuit or flight.

Much of what I see in common with your problems is that you are surrounded by irrelevance. We all are, unless we provide that relevance. My pal Joe Campbell said “There is no meaning to life. We bring meaning to it.” Smart guy.

You have to find that meaning - no, you have to create it. You can do that off by yourself, walking, in the natural world (forests are easier than cities for this). I’m not going to give you any religious stuff here: I’m a Classical Pantheist myself - I hold that the natural, scientifically-observable forces are in fact sacred - but that’s just me.

Religion won’t work because there’s a lot in there that you just don’t feel is true. Here’s something that is - something to think about while you’re out on your walks: every thing you do turns you into the person who did that thing. Doesn’t sound like much, does it? Roll it around for a while. Ask yourself questions. The answers will bubble up eventually.

And let me be the first to congratulate you!

Thanks Hentzau! I enjoyed receiving that reply. I will certainly keep your advice in mind.

The weather here is a bit non-conducive to walking but I have walked in the past to think about things. I should use my car less and remind myself how useful walking can be.

My 2 cents: Do what Vlad/Igor said. Consider spending some time being “otherly-directed”.

Regularly work in a charity soup kitchen, or volunteering for “habitats for Humanity” or some sort of unpaid, moderately active work that is of no primary benefit to you, but to benefit others less fortunate than you.

It’s amazing what such work can do to change a person’s perspective on life. It has certainly benefitted me tremendously.

Glad to hear it, Lobsang!

I should point out, however, since this is a public board, that my advice is that of a friend. I am neither a medical nor a psychological professional. You take my advice at your own risk. If it turns out that you really have something that should have been corrected by chemicals (highly unlikely, I suspect) and that anti-psychotics would have protected your neighbors, I am in no way responsible.

Since you live in a country with a real, live, health care system, I suggest that you get a real professional to tell you to go and take walks. If anyone tells you that your problem can be solved with a prescription, I’d suggest getting another opinion.

While you’re doing that, take walks. I know it’s snowing. There are parks and there are parkas. Get out there. Ask the questions. You will find what sounds like the truth to you.

One more thing. Be grateful for this current condition you’re working through. It shows that you have a capacity for life that cannot be met by what is available to the common. Work this out and there is a great life ahead!

Seconded.

Recognize that happiness is not a thing to be obtained but a state of being. It’s not something you have to wait for, either – it’s there to be had right now. You have all the necessary tools, you just haven’t figured out how to use them yet. (Or you’ve forgotten.)

Try to imagine what it will feel like when you get this all figured out. What will it feel like when you genuinely smile? What will it feel like when you greet each day with enthusiasm? What will it feel like when you can take joy in anything and everything? What will your posture be like? How will you move? How will you speak? Get a strong sense of who that person will be. Really try to imagine it.

You thought the Isle of Man was imaginary?

It’s been Amazon™’d.