Discontentment

Discontentment is a merciless killer.

And a silent one, at that.

It doesn't call out for attention. It doesn't send a nudge our way. It doesn't bleep a discreet warning as a heads-up. Heck, it doesn't even alert us on vibrate mode or anything at all! Zilch. Nada. Zero. In fact, it comes around in such an inconspicuous manner that nobody really takes full notice of it till it's eaten more than it's fair share of the pie. Turns out the grandmother stories I've heard are true – it's the silent dog that bites the hardest.

Sigh.

And it's only after we've been bitten that we start to feel the pain from Discontentment's deadly bite. Ugh, that gnawing pain. The one that tells us that our lives, relationships and careers aren't ever going anywhere. That we'll never get what we really want. And that we'll never be who we want to be if we keep doing what we do and living the way we're used to living.

Unlike Perception that lies only in the mind,
Discontentment's sorry playground is the heart.

That being said, Discontentment clearly
cruelly kills any possibility at happiness.

Why?

Well, this lack of contentment in our circumstances does nothing (yes, NOTHING) to help our situations, whatever those situations may be. All it does is make whatever we try to do seem all the more futile. I've come to realise that with Discontentment, we've successfully lost the fight before we even step into the ring. We've failed without even sitting for the test. And we've given up without even trying.


Discontentment leads to frustration and, ultimately, a lifetime of lifelong unhappiness. Sure, it may sound very slippery-slopeish now, but believe you me, it's true. I can personally testify to that. Men who set their hearts to embrace their inner discontentment are rarely ever happy. What they get isn't ever good enough. And what they've achieved is almost always unsatisfactory.

Contentment is the gift of peaceful happiness.

It's a state of satisfaction towards all that we've been given in life. All that we've been blessed with. It's a beautiful place to be at. I know it is. And sometimes, I feel that I have it. It feels like I'm 'there'. Touching it. Seeing it. Feeling it. Just being in the presence of Contentment and feeling... contented.


But at other times, I feel like I don't even know where Contentment is on the map. Times when I'm left to wonder if such a site even exists in the first place. And I wonder if it's has been I who have been kidding myself all this while. Fooling myself into thinking that life could better when it never actually does get any better than the way it is today.

Today I feel the latter. I wonder how I'll feel tomorrow.