My therapist long ago once told me that I would never be satisfied. I don’t know if this was the best thing to say to a person like me or if it was a blessing in disguise.
I’m still trying to figure it out.
I admire people these days that know what they want to do in life. And I don’t mean just having a job they love. I’m talking about life.
Great friends, great lover, great job, great everything.
Still not satisfied. I want more. I want be able to create & learn & love more & not hate so much.
This brings me back to the satisfaction point.
All the things I do and love satisfy me. Will other things add to my satisfaction?
Every 6 months I go through a spell. I freak out on myself. ‘Never satisfied…’ plays over and over and over again in my head.
And I don’t know how to stop it. I’m an arist. Deep down inside I yearn to create and paint and take photographs, but there is something holding back. It’s called fear and rejection. This is normal, right?
I was reminded of this article: http://nymag.com/news/features/17573/
I think for some of us, life is about striving for the better thing, not arriving at it and staying put. Your therapist sort of makes it sound bad, though.
It’s normal if you’re crazy. Wait, perhaps I should clarify
I completely get this feeling. I struggle with this feeling often. I love my life and, on most levels, it’s pretty close to (my idea of) perfect. But I have moments where I feel dissatisfied. I want more – I want more from myself. Especially with regards to the creative part. Often, I can’t even define what that “more” would mean. Still… I think it’s a certain type of personality. Some seem to be satisfied.
That’s exactly it. Why are we constantly searching and craving more?