I know someone who is permanently discontented or minorly miserable. Nothing to worry about but nothing to enjoy either. They are family so I obviously care about them and I've spent some time trying to figure out the issue.
And - drum roll please - I think I finally have. She came to the UK when she was supposed to, got married, had a child and returned to South Africa. She worked, bought a house, had another child and - to an outsider - is living a perfectly lovely life.
However, she is living a tick-box existence or rather life within the confines of a strict regimented recipe. Did she want to get married? Have a child? Move back to South Africa? I can't say she didn't want to do it but I do know that she did everything at the age you should. A carefully planned out life - lived with what appears to be little joy as I think she is bored.
So what does that say? To me it strikes me that if we use other peoples recipes as the blueprint for our lives then we will be discontented. The first person to make lasagna didn't use a recipe, they experimented, they failed and they ended up with a brilliant dish. Something that they loved but not necessarily something that is right for everyone else.
So perhaps what we need to do is to learn the techniques, find the tools and source the ingredients - then we will be happy because while we will never make lasagna, we will make the pasta dish that suits us.
L xx
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