David posted: " People are gripped with anxiety regarding their status to the point of depression. I know that some people assume that as a human that works for a living working hard and for long enough they will acquire wealth, bigger houses and posh cars. As they hit "
People are gripped with anxiety regarding their status to the point of depression. I know that some people assume that as a human that works for a living working hard and for long enough they will acquire wealth, bigger houses and posh cars. As they hit late middle age where work progression can stagnate they start to feel inadequate. Especially if they know people who have climbed further up the ladder, bigger car and bigger house etc. It hurts them even more if that person was once lower down there status ladder to them. I know this for a fact as I know people absolutely obsessed with this wealth status. Years of social media in my mind has led these perfectly adequate people with good jobs and nice families to feel inadequate, to feel like a failure. Years and years of envy. I feel sad for these people as its an illness. Being unhappy because someone you know has acquired more wealth and a fancy car seems absolutely perverse to me, but this phenomenon is real. It happens to really nice people too, not plastic internet people. You can spot these people when you first meet them as they will generally ask what you do for a living as the first question after asking your name. They are valuing you.
I normally say something cheeky like, "Oh I used to work in a sperm bank but I got caught drinking on the job" and make my excuses and go and speak to somebody else.
I live a lovely life today, many people are wealthier financially, my cars are over 3 years old, one is 17 years old! I live in a nice house in a nice place. BUT.... This is how I feel about it, I am sure some people would envy this, some people would look down on it. I do not give a stuff. This is my lot and I love my non material aspects of life so much more. If one day I lose the material possessions I have, so be it, I am not entitled to them. Anything in life could deal me a financial blow. I do not expect anything from my future.
My calm mind is what I guard and nurture as my one treasured possession nowadays. My mind is what will make my life great or make it awful, but it is only my own judgement that can make me unhappy. Nobody can steal my mind, nobody can even bother it unless I let them. But why would I let somebody else spoil my treasured possession? That's another reason I don't do caffeine and alcohol, why upset my mind, when it is their for me, it is me. Because when I think of 'me' it is my mind that produces the question and the answer. We must all protect this most valuable resource, our sense of self. It has taken me years to learn this lesson, years to stop feeling so depressed too.
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