Everybody wants what feels good.
Everyone wants to live a carefree, happy and easy life, to fall in love and
have amazing sex and relationships, to look perfect and make money and be
popular and well-respected and admired and a total baller to the point that
people part like the Red Sea when you walk into the room.
Everyone would
like that — it’s easy to like that.
If I ask you,
“What do you want out of life?” and you say something like, “I want to be happy and
have a great family and a job I like,” it’s so ubiquitous that it doesn’t even
mean anything.
A more
interesting question, a question that perhaps you’ve never considered before,
is what pain do you want in your life? What are you willing to struggle for?
Because that seems to be a greater determinant of how our lives turn out.
Everybody wants
to have an amazing job and
financial independence — but not everyone wants to suffer through 60-hour work
weeks, long commutes, obnoxious paperwork, to navigate arbitrary corporate
hierarchies and the blasé confines of an infinite cubicle hell. People want to
be rich without the risk,
without the sacrifice, without the delayed gratification necessary to
accumulate wealth.
Everybody wants
to have great sex and an awesome relationship —
but not everyone is willing to go through the tough conversations, the awkward
silences, the hurt feelings and the emotional psychodrama to get there. And so
they settle. They settle and wonder “What if?” for years and years and until
the question morphs from “What if?” into “Was that it?” And when the lawyers go
home and the alimony check is in the mail they say, “What was that for?” if not
for their lowered standards and expectations 20 years prior, then what for?
Because happiness requires struggle. The positive is the side effect of handling the negative.
You can only avoid negative experiences for so long before they come roaring
back to life.
At the core of
all human behavior, our needs are more or less similar. Positive experience is
easy to handle. It’s negative experience that we all, by definition, struggle
with. Therefore, what we get out of life is not determined by the good feelings
we desire but by what bad feelings we’re willing and able to sustain to
get us to those good feelings.
People want an
amazing physique. But you don’t end up with one unless you legitimately
appreciate the pain and physical stress that comes with living inside a gym for
hour upon hour, unless you love calculating and calibrating the food you eat,
planning your life out in tiny plate-sized portions.
People want to start their own business or
become financially independent. But you don’t end up a successful entrepreneur
unless you find a way to appreciate the risk, the uncertainty, the repeated
failures, and working insane hours on something you have no idea whether will
be successful or not.
People want a
partner, a spouse. But you don’t end up attracting someone amazing without
appreciating the emotional turbulence that comes with weathering rejections,
building the sexual tension that never gets released, and staring blankly at a
phone that never rings. It’s part of the game of love. You can’t win if you
don’t play.
What determines
your success isn’t “What do you want to enjoy?” The question is, “What pain do
you want to sustain?” The quality of your life is not determined by the quality
of your positive experiences but the quality of your negative experiences. And
to get good at dealing with negative experiences is to get good at dealing with
life.
There’s a lot of crappy advice out
there that says, “You’ve just got to want it enough!”
Everybody wants
something. And everybody wants something enough.
They just aren’t aware of what it is they want, or rather, what they want
“enough.”
Because if you
want the benefits of something in life, you have to also want the costs. If
you want the beach body, you have to want the sweat, the soreness, the early
mornings, and the hunger pangs. If you want the yacht, you have to also want
the late nights, the risky business moves, and the possibility of pissing off a
person or ten thousand.
If you find
yourself wanting something month after month, year after year, yet nothing
happens and you never come any closer to it, then maybe what you actually want is fantasy, an idealization, an image and a false promise. Maybe what
you want isn’t what you want, you just enjoy wanting. Maybe you don’t actually
want it at all.
Sometimes I ask
people, “How do you choose to suffer?” These people tilt their heads and look
at me like I have twelve noses. But I ask because that tells me far more about
you than your desires and fantasies. Because you have to choose something. You
can’t have a pain-free life. It can’t all be roses and unicorns. And ultimately
that’s the hard question that matters. Pleasure is an easy question. And pretty
much all of us have similar answers. The more interesting question is the pain.
What is the pain that you want to sustain?
That answer will
actually get you somewhere. It’s the question that can change your life. It’s
what makes me me and you you. It’s what defines us and separates us and
ultimately brings us together.
For most of my
adolescence and young adulthood, I fantasized about being a musician — a rock
star, in particular. Any badass guitar song
I heard, I would always close my eyes and envision myself up on stage playing
it to the screams of the crowd, people absolutely losing their minds to my
sweet finger-noodling. This fantasy could keep me occupied for hours on end.
The fantasizing continued up through college, even after I dropped out of music
school and stopped playing seriously. But even then it was never a question of
if I’d ever be up playing in front of screaming crowds, but when. I was biding
my time before I could invest the proper amount of time and effort into getting
out there and making it work. First, I needed to finish school. Then, I needed
to make money. Then, I needed to find the time. Then… and then nothing.
Despite
fantasizing about this for over half of my life, the reality never came. And it
took me a long time and a lot of negative experiences to finally figure out
why: I didn’t actually want it.
I was in love
with the result — the image of me on stage, people cheering, me rocking out,
pouring my heart into what I’m playing — but I wasn’t in love with the process.
And because of that, I failed at it. Repeatedly. Hell, I didn’t even try hard
enough to fail at it. I hardly tried at all.
The daily
drudgery of practicing, the logistics of finding a group and rehearsing, the
pain of finding gigs and actually getting people to show up and give a shit.
The broken strings, the blown tube amp, hauling 40 pounds of gear to and from
rehearsals with no car. It’s a mountain of a dream and a mile-high climb to the
top. And what it took me a long time to discover is that I didn’t like to climb
much. I just liked to imagine the top.
Our culture
would tell me that I’ve somehow failed myself, that I’m a quitter or a loser. Self-help would
say that I either wasn’t courageous enough, determined enough or I didn’t
believe in myself enough. The entrepreneurial/start-up crowd would tell me that
I chickened out on my dream and gave in to my conventional social conditioning.
I’d be told to do affirmations or join a mastermind group or manifest or
something.
But the truth is
far less interesting than that: I thought I wanted something, but it turns out
I didn’t. End of story.
I wanted the
reward and not the struggle. I wanted the result and not the process. I was in
love not with the fight but only the victory. And life doesn't work that way.
Who you are is
defined by the values you are willing to struggle for. People who enjoy the
struggles of a gym are the ones who get in good shape. People who enjoy long
workweeks and the politics of the corporate ladder are the ones who move up it.
People who enjoy the stresses and uncertainty of the starving artist lifestyle
are ultimately the ones who live it and make it.
This is not a
call for willpower or “grit.” This is not another admonishment of “no pain, no
gain.”
This is the most
simple and basic component of life: our struggles determine our successes. So
choose your struggles wisely, my friend. -Mark Manson
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