May 25, 2017 I just keep myself occupied. Hard to sulk about the meaningless of life when you're busy completing some other task.
May 25, 2017 i likely won't be content until the age of retirement. there's always something i'm trying to change/improve tbh. not sure if that'll ever end. i'm okay with it -- it keeps me going.
May 25, 2017 being content with your life is something to grand too be even considering now, the answer to your question probably won't come until were hitting our 60's and 70's
May 25, 2017 Haven't got content yet. Hopefully I will become a pothead and that will fly my worries away.
May 25, 2017 Nah, I don't think you're ever content. When you're a kid you just want to grow up so you can drive and have no one boss you around. When you're at the age you can drive, you're not content because you want to get out of your house and go to college. When you're in college you're not content because you hate homework and are constantly broke and can't wait to graduate and get a real job and start making money. When you start making real money with a real job you wish you were younger again or were closer to retirement.... and I'm betting once you hit retirement it's not as fun as it sounds unless you're seriously rich and you just patiently wait for death with some fun viagra nights along the way this is my advice to you guys still in college or younger How's that for content
May 26, 2017 Growing up I guess I always wanted to be better, cooler, more charismatic have more friends, get out and do more s--- etc. From Junior year of high school through sophomore year of college I can honestly say I was accomplishing and experiencing all those values I had had and to this day they were hands down the best, most fun years of my life. I had so many friends, a dime for a girlfriend, tons of money, and it was like I was able to do whatever the f--- I wanted however I wanted. Looking back and gathering some information from people I was probably a bit arrogant at times. Towards the end of that sophomore year of college(about three years ago) I took some LSD and went through a catastrophically intense acid trip that put me through an equally intense identity crisis among a fair share of other negative symptoms. I had no idea who I was, why all these things were happening to me, and if things would ever get better. After a couple months of basically perma tripping from just three hits of acid I knew I was faced with a choice of either letting it all get to me and spiraling into despair or finding motivation from within and using all this negativity god had thrown my way to only become better from it. Things moved very slowly. Or at least it felt that way. At one point I remember telling myself if things stay how bad they were at the time for too long ( I gave myself like two years) without getting any better or staying the same in finding out who I was, how the world worked, and how I can go about making my time here any better; I was ending it all, killing myself, and that would be that. There was just so much agony in that first year that I really felt no value in anything myself especially. As I let time go on, time has been doing it's thing. Virtually all the crippling symptoms I dealt with on a daily basis for over a year are gone, I have gathered quite a bit of wisdom in regards to my situation, and to be honest have just dedicated my entire life to just learning more and more about who I am, how I perceive the life I live, and how I can better myself in all facets of being an individual. The results aren't exactly what I had hoped for along the way but all the trials and tribulations i've gone through have turned me into quite the good student when it comes to criticism not only from within but from others as well. If there's one thing I have learned it's that there are so many more ways at looking at the world than I originally dreamed of and every time I meet a new type of person I just try to learn as much as I can about how they go about doing things in comparison to myself. My value system has changed, and to be honest I believe one day down the road I will be able to look back on all of it like I do every year and just say "d---, look how far i've come" To answer your question; for the time being I think it will be a very long time before I am actually content with my life. There are so many mountains I feel I have yet to climb and so many others who I feel are so much more experienced than I am in this field. The question I ask myself so often is, should I just be content in the first place and not look at all of this as such a journey? Or is this actually possible? Can someone who started out with their identity in such a basic way, ever transform themselves into something so complex like some of the people i've come across? If I go all out trying to do this and don't succeed it'll feel like it was all for nothing and that I could have just been content not really giving a f---. But if I do succeed, I will truly be able to say I transformed myself into what feels like i'm supposed to be.... If any of you have answers i'd love your input as I have truly grown to understand how much power knowledge gives an individual. If you're gonna hate i'm not really worried tbh.
May 26, 2017 I guess when I made my first million. I was a little down on myself when I lost my first million but the second million brought me right back up.
