RE: How's Everyone Feeling Right Meow?
November 7, 2016 at 9:56 am
(This post was last modified: November 7, 2016 at 10:04 am by Edwardo Piet.)
Yeah. It normally does. Or at least it normally does in normal people.
For me it would be unusual for headaches and stomach aches and sickness to have any bearing on my happiness. For me personally, in my experience, those things only make me feel worse if I'm already unhappy. When I'm happy I really don't give a shit. In fact when I'm happy I tend to feel so amazing I can't be fucked taking care of my pain because I'm too focused on my pleasure. I guess intense happiness kind of becomes dysfunctional and can transfer into self-neglect once you're so happy that you don't give a fuck about your pain: This is the problem of mania.
Don't get me wrong, such pains make me feel A LOT worse if I'm already unhappy. Or even if I'm merely bored... although personally I think boredom is mild unhappiness, if we're talking experiencing-self. It's true that we can still have a happy life satisfaction (remembering-self). But I'm talking about being happy in both senses.
Also, pain can make me unhappy. It can punch me out of my happiness. I'm talking specifically about a happiness level that I frequently have that can't be punched out by headaches or nausea or stomach ache or back pain or the like... it would have to be intense enough for me to feel that my life was threatened or it would have to be tortuous pain like being stabbed or tortured or something, to knock me out of a happiness level this high. I'd have to be attacked. But I think this is mostly because a threat to my life is a threat to my happiness: I can't be happy if I die. Fear ruins happiness basically. Pain that induces fear ruins my happiness, but pain that does not does not.
For me it would be unusual for headaches and stomach aches and sickness to have any bearing on my happiness. For me personally, in my experience, those things only make me feel worse if I'm already unhappy. When I'm happy I really don't give a shit. In fact when I'm happy I tend to feel so amazing I can't be fucked taking care of my pain because I'm too focused on my pleasure. I guess intense happiness kind of becomes dysfunctional and can transfer into self-neglect once you're so happy that you don't give a fuck about your pain: This is the problem of mania.
Don't get me wrong, such pains make me feel A LOT worse if I'm already unhappy. Or even if I'm merely bored... although personally I think boredom is mild unhappiness, if we're talking experiencing-self. It's true that we can still have a happy life satisfaction (remembering-self). But I'm talking about being happy in both senses.
Also, pain can make me unhappy. It can punch me out of my happiness. I'm talking specifically about a happiness level that I frequently have that can't be punched out by headaches or nausea or stomach ache or back pain or the like... it would have to be intense enough for me to feel that my life was threatened or it would have to be tortuous pain like being stabbed or tortured or something, to knock me out of a happiness level this high. I'd have to be attacked. But I think this is mostly because a threat to my life is a threat to my happiness: I can't be happy if I die. Fear ruins happiness basically. Pain that induces fear ruins my happiness, but pain that does not does not.
