—-I don’t want to repeat everything this article has expressed as it has done so very efficiently and beautifully but I felt a particular connection to it. It is often very easy to ponder about how one’s life should be. We all want to be happy. We all want amazing things but what often we don’t realize is that “doing stuff” can be somewhat drudgery. Especially as we leave childhood, what comes with adulthood and beyond is an often over-thought out approach to life that leads to us wanting things but not really knowing about how to go about getting them. We subscribe to self help and to be self-actualized and various other similar labels or life coaching or whatever, but we simply don’t achieve most of what we are looking for. You may laugh at the fact that “doing stuff” can be overwhelming but it very much is. Look at even some of the things that you most look forward to doing and/or even accomplishing in your life. Is it not too far from the truth that even those things can bring upon a certain amount of stress at the thought of actually doing them or when the moment arises to partake? When we embark on seeing friends or doing amazing things or having opportunities there can often be a sense of dread associated with such things. What comes next is what either makes or breaks us.
The enjoyment of the struggle of whatever it is we are doing is what will define us. Being a person who thrives off struggle I can relate. Often times there is too much struggle and I can’t choose between which struggle I’d rather do more. It’s a struggle conundrum! I relate to the article when they mention that the struggle to become a famous musician sounded romantic but actually never really materialized into anything because the joy of the struggle to become famous was not appreciated. I relate from an athletic perspective having been on the brink of playing professional baseball. Hitting more balls and fielder more grounders would have made me gone insane. The struggle that I’ve gravitated to in my adult years has been the struggle I’ve encountered with connecting with people. I enjoy tense moments with people and truthful encounters about real things and the more than likely connection that comes after. I enjoy putting myself out there. I enjoy the way it makes me feel. I can justify the struggle because I feel connected to it. I never felt fully connected to playing sports. It just seemed, well, boring and mundane and something that made the time pass in childhood and gave me recognition. It did leave me with a great sense and yearning of health gained from being active, though.
It is interesting to ask the question of not what will make us happy but what struggle will give us extra motivation. Life can be a hodge-podge of things we attach meaning to, dreams gone astray, or change and loss being inevitable parts of our existence. It’s often hard to find the motivation for things but when you grow from struggle and actually realize you might have enjoyed that process then that’s where you really found a true passion.