By Joyce Alexander, RNP (retired)
We frequently talk on Lovefraud about finding healing and being “happy” again. We discuss the words “forgiveness” and other emotionally charged words that have individual meanings and try to come to some conclusion that we have a definition of these words for ourselves.
I got to thinking about the meaning of “happiness,” and how I will know when I have reached it. What is happiness to me? For me?
After my husband died, there was a period of time when in my profound sadness and grief, that I thought “happiness” could be found in finding another mate and husband. I went seeking that “happiness,” and instead of a life mate and loving relationship with a new man, I found a psychopath who was seeking a new “respectable wife” to cheat on. My feeling of “happiness” was very short lived when I realized he was still “carrying on” with his former mistresses, which essentially amounted to a harem of needy women hoping he would “choose me.”
I elected to get out of that relationship. I found a great deal of sadness in my life at that time, but the “happiness” I had sought was not in view. I later realized that it could not be provided to me by someone else, but was something I had to provide for myself.
Wanting to be happier
Recently I read a great article entitled, The dark side of happiness, by Gareth Cook. A couple of short paragraphs in particular of this long article stuck out:
It is not so unreasonable to want to be happier. Are we really just supposed to stand by and let life have its way with us?
Well, yes and no. One of the most powerful ways to boost happiness ironically is to learn acceptance. Instead of viewing negative emotions as a failure, learn to see them as a healthy, natural part of the human drama. Negative feelings are often there to tell us something, an invitation to reflect, to make a new plan, or examine an issue more slowly and carefully. This basic notion can play an important role not just in therapy, but also in a balanced and meaningful life.
Who among us doesn’t want to be “happier?” But what is going to “make me happy?” That is the big question.
I hear people say, “I will be so happy when I get out of college and can get a real job.” I’ve said such things myself. When I do, I remember my grandmother telling me, “Don’t wish you life away, child,” to remind me to savor the todays of my life, not live in the future when thus and such may happen to “make me happy.” I’ve found that when things happening are the things that “make me happy,” the feeling of “happiness” it engenders doesn’t last long, but is a fleeting joy.
Today I dropped a heavy glass lid out of the top of my cabinet when I was trying to rearrange it and broke a glass canister that sits on the counter and held my oatmeal as well as a glass of water I had sitting there ready to drink. It made quite a sound as it broke. My son helped me clean up the mess and he said, “Well at least it wasn’t your grandmother’s serving dish.” I laughed and said, “Honey, I broke those a long time ago, but it wouldn’t matter if it was my grandma’s serving dish, because things are not that important to me any more. I’m not going to be unhappy because something is lost or broken.” (Though I admit I recently got angry when I realized that a former friend had also stolen an emergency stove I had stored in my barn!)
Joy and happiness
I also look at the difference between Joy and Happiness. Joy to me is getting a new puppy or a new car, or making a great dish for my friends and me to enjoy. Joy seeing the pleasure in someone when I give him or her a gift. It isn’t “happiness,” but the accumulation of joy builds to create happiness.
What is the difference though in “happiness” and in “joy?” The definitions below may give us some guidance.
From the Free Dictionary
joy (joi) n.
1. a. Intense and especially ecstatic or exultant happiness.
b. The expression or manifestation of such feeling.
2. A source or an object of pleasure or satisfaction: their only child, their pride and joy.
v.joyed, joy·ing, joys
v.intr.
To take great pleasure; rejoice.
v.tr.Archaic
1. To fill with ecstatic happiness, pleasure, or satisfaction.
2. To enjoy.
According to Dictionary.com the definition of happiness is:
1. the quality or state of being happy.
2. good fortune; pleasure; contentment; joy.
Don’t know about you, but I can’t say I totally agree with these definitions! Let’s see what others think. A definition of happiness, actually several definitions, are listed on the web site Happy Life.
What the sages say
“Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.” Mahatma Gandhi
“Happiness is not a goal; it is a by-product.” Eleanor Roosevelt
“Getting what you go after is success; but liking it while you are getting it is happiness.” Bertha Damon
“Happiness does not depend on outward things, but on the way we see them.” Leo Tolstoy
The “definition” of happiness in the dictionary is sort of a self-defining word, “happiness is being happy” and still leaves us wondering what it means. The above website’s quotes from several sages seem more to define what “happiness” is, though I think each of us can and should define what “happiness” is to us as individuals, how we can build that happiness with the smaller joys of life, while realizing that our feelings of sadness at times, or remorse, guilt, or even shame, are signs that we might need to reflect inwardly for guidance in our lives.
I personally agree with Eleanor Roosevelt’s definition: “Happiness is not a goal; it is a by-product.” To me, happiness is the culmination of the smaller joys of life, from the enjoyment of a well cooked meal, to sharing a laugh with a friend. The personal satisfaction I experience at the end of a day when I have done my best and lay my head down on my pillow in peace.
Take care 2b and have some FUN at lunch. It’s free
STJ
xxx
2B ~ Somehow saying how sorry I am that you are going through this nighmare doesn’t even cover my feelings properly.
While my daughter was telling me that she broke up with the B/F, I heard her telling her friends, he is a looser (he was), he is dragging me down, I can’t wait to get him out of my life. Three months later, she quit college (I did not know this) and married him. She was furious we would not participate or even attend the wedding. She was 19. The marriage lasted six months.
Don’t believe a word she says. Yes, she probably is confused about the relationship herself, but she will do whatever to make you MISERABLE, not what is in her best interest.
I am torn between what STJ says about space being a good thing and suggesting that you have a FACE TO FACE meeting with her. I don’t know which would be best in this situation, I really don’t.
I still think that you need to realize that just because she is living elsewhere, you are still responsible for what she does and without parental control, this would make me very nervous. I understand that you do not get along with this neighbor and I can see your reasoning, but you still don’t know how she feels about having your daughter live with her. She may just send you a bill for room and board!
Just because you shut off her phone doesn’t mean you shut her out of your life. She knows where you live.
I would like to add one thing. It was my experience that as BAD as my daughter was while living under our roof, when she left SHE GOT 10 TIMES WORSE. Within months of leaving college (partial academic and music scholarship) she committed her first felony.
2B – I am not trying to scare you, I am not suggesting your daughter is like mine or is a spath. At this age boys can have great influence over girls and not always in a good way. Who knows and at this point, she doesn’t need to be diagnosed, her behaviors need to be addressed and dealt with because she is a MINOR, you are responsible.
Thanks Milo….
This is what is bothering me. I don’t know what she is doing and she is still my daughter and a minor.
Funny, but she is a gifted pianist too.
I really don’t know what to do. I feel like I’m caught between a rock and a hard place.
I am giving her space to live where she says she has her own room. But, it’s just not fair to me. If she was 18, legal age, I would feel better. But she is still legally my responsibility. Yet, I have no control over her.
I’m really confused.
2B – you are between a rock and a hard place and ANY PARENT would be confused in your shoes.
I don’t know what you can do to help her, and it is SO much harder when they are intelligent and talented. WE understand what they are throwing away and they just don’t get it. When I look at my daughter now (32), all I can see is what COULD HAVE BEEN. Trust me, I don’t even recognize the empty, pitiful human being that she has become. Funny thing is, like Oxy mentions about her son, she still views herself as that “Princess”. The caution, I give you, of her being a minor, is to protect you. The laws and DCF rules can be absolutely ridiculous in circumstances like yours.
As far as her having her own room – my best friend, all through school and until this day, came from a family of 14 kids. She and her two sisters’ “room” was the dining room of their home. There was one bathroom. I was an only child, I had the entire upstairs of my parents home as my room. She would love to come and stay over at my house, but was always ready to go back home and appreciated the fact that her parents were doing the best they could with the money they had. There was so much respect and love in that family. ALL 14 kids went on to become respected members of society, some with PhD’s.
Moving out because you cannot have your own room is just NOT a reason. I’d like her to tell that to DCF or a judge….
Understand, really understand, I am praying for you. This has brought up a lot of memories for me and that is OK, because I needed to be reminded of some of this.
THank you Milo….its really sad.
I will write later. Forcing myself to get out today.
HUGS xo
I so feel for you all. So much harder when it is your child rather than an EX
I wish I could do more.
Stay strong
STJ
xxx
Dear Milo and 2B,
I think MilO’s advice is very good, but you are still responsible l2B and I have NO doubt she is doing a smear campaign. I suggest that you go talk to the principal and the school counselor at the very least and tell them what is going on from your side. They might have some suggestions for you as well and might have some suggestions for a counselor that she might listen to.
I would suggest a MALE counselor, and you…I bet she would respond to a younger male counselor, or failing that, then a really “hot looking” female, With her narcissistic bent she isn’t going to take advice from anyone she look down on as a nerd or old or fat….remember she is the “princess” LOL
OMG – Oxy – I had forgotten all about talking to the principal and school counselor. YES – 2B – a MUST.
I didn’t do this until I got a call from the school counselor going off on ME, about how I was not supporting my daughter in her quest to go on to college and her school work – on and on and on – My daughter dearest had been feeding them the biggest bunch of bull – then I had to clean up THAT mess. And to tell you the truth, I’m not sure they ever believed ME.
Be Active – GET THERE FIRST
Yea, Milo, the “last liar doesn’t have a chance” so I do advise to get there first! We know about the SMEAR CAMPAIGN don’t we? LOL
They smear us to any and everyone, so that when we hear about what they said, we are ONE DOWN because the other person has already formed their opinion. Patrick used to tell the parents of all his friends how abused he was at home, poor baby, product of a broken home and an abusive mother who beat him! Looking back, I wish to hell I had beaten him! LOL (Joke!)
I would have gladly held him down for you !!!