When was the last time you were happy? I tried to calculate my answer some days ago, but first I had to confirm the accurate definition of the word. Once I realized that it had been awhile since I’ve felt the pangs of joyfulness or the blissfulness of being carefree, it was easy to conclude that my interpretation of contentment has been revised to include the peacefulness of a pained existence.
Basically, there’s no way to appreciate the “happy” moments without experiencing the darkness that never fades.
Around the time that social media was shaping up to be the shaker of our lives, there was the rapidly growing movement of life coaches, who were seizing their period of relevance to capitalize on the dreariness of a climate that showcased all the reasons why being “happy” would be the impossible feat.
The economic collapse had displaced seasoned workers who had been living “the dream” that suddenly disappeared without a trace. The uncertainty of those times, coupled with the fears of the unknown would make anyone entangled in the web of chaos, very unhappy with the prospect of forced reinvention without the guarantee of success.
Life coaches were quite busy back then, and rightfully so, when you consider the nationalized turmoil, and the profits that could be accumulated by selling exits for a way out of the…
