I came to the conclusion some time ago that some people aren't happy unless they've got something to be miserable about.
Some people,I have observed, can be addicted or deeply attached to certain things that make them miserable. And in many cases those 'define' those people, it props up a sense of self.
“No lists of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later. All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.”
- Cormac McCarthy, The Road
Learn this from the waters:
in mountain clefts and chasms,
loud gush the streamlets,
but great rivers flow silently.
- Sutta Nipata 3.725
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