Archive for August 19th, 2013

The Elusive Happiness

Happy Pie

This is a happiness pie chart from the movie Happy. I found it to be 1) amazing, 2) eye opening, and 3) so good. Americans have this weird notion that you can buy happiness. But if it was that easier, wouldn’t we be one of the happiest countries in the world? And instead we’re all angry at each other for essentially no reason, doing things to strangers out of spite, always looking to get ahead and never thinking about who we have to hurt along the way. Or maybe that’s just Massachusetts?

I have been soul searching lately, which is in part why I have been so incredibly absent from my blog. I can’t apologize for that because sometimes I just need to zone out. To regroup. To look at my life and say, “How did I get here?” And for the first time in my life I feel like I don’t have to do anything for other people, to make other people happy, which has caused me great confusion. Up until this point I’ve been making decisions based off what I thought was the “right” thing to do, the responsible thing to do. It didn’t matter if I was happy as long as I was doing what was expected of me. Right?


Happiness has eluded me for years. In high school I learned some fantastic coping mechanisms which really just allowed me to hide it. And in college when I couldn’t hide it I would try to hide myself.

What I have learned abut myself so far is that I need a little help in the “Genetic set point/range” part of the pie. “Intentional activity” is sometimes hard only because I don’t want to do a whole mess of things after I drive an hour to work, work a full day with angry people, stay late because we’re busy, and then drive an hour home. But I’m on a quest to create more happiness in my life. I probably won’t be able to max out that pie chart. But even if I have to work really, really hard, and put in long days, and pull my hair out in frustration because it allowed me to do something that I love, I think that would be so rewarding.

And I have to stop brooding over things I can’t control. Because it makes me crazy!

I shared this on the Facebook page a few weeks ago but I’m going to share it again.

photo (1)

If I wasn’t afraid of not being able to retire I would pour my heart and soul into The Tragic Whale! Goal: Set.


Hello, I’m Kerry! Maker. Sewist. Fan of all things bright.

August 2013
« Jun   Sep »

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

It's Fluff! Curious, master napper, likes to try new veggies.


%d bloggers like this: