What makes you happy?

On this gloriously miserable Friday morning, as the sky insists it still has some water left to dump on us, hundreds of people in the UK are in the throes of a flooding disaster, and the world is poised on the brink of a likely viral pandemic, I’ve been thinking about what actually makes us happy. To be clear, people wading through water in their lounge and Coronavirus do not make me happy, but it all does make me think about appreciating life, and how we all spend far too much time not really living our lives.

I don’t mean this to be some deep dive into the meaning of life – when I start thinking about that I get palpitations thinking about the vastness of the universe and what the chuff went on with the big bang (or big bangs, plural?!Oh no), and come to the conclusion that’s probably what most people do and it’s best to skip to the conclusion of 42. What I’m getting at is, given that we are all milling around for x number of years on this tremendous planet, what makes that milling a good mill. When we are 100 (let’s think positive eh?), what will make us look back and think ‘that was a good innings’?

Materialism

Yesterday I spotted a daily fail article on fast fashion mountains – huge swathes of clothes people had thrown out. I can’t pretend that I keep pace with the changing seasons of fashion, but that’s mostly because I can’t understand why anyone would want to. I obviously need to buy clothes, and it’s not that I don’t want to look nice, or that I don’t enjoy the odd designer treat, I just don’t care that mustard is en trend this autumn. I rarely enjoy clothes shopping. And I think herein lies something to ponder. While I could sit on my judgmental laurels and point fingers and those serial fast fashion offenders, is that actually fair? I mean, I don’t think it’s fair to judge anyone as a rule (but let’s be honest, we’ve all done it at some point), but just because I don’t really care about Gucci, is it right to start hating on the person who does?

So there’s the obvious environmental aspect to this – we should all try to avoid buying single or short life anything, and try wherever possible to get quality and organic (lots of companies advertising this now). But there’s the other aspect to this that is why is keeping up with fashion so important to someone? I’m sure there are people who truly love it, and it is to those few people I would argue let them have their joy without judgement. But I have no doubt the vast majority become a ball of trend because that is what the pressure of our society has made them.

Consumerism can be damaging

The more I think about it, the more it enrages me that we grow up believing that we must have *insert whatever possession* to not just be happy, but to even be able to function on the same playing field as we think the next person does. We are constantly bombarded with advertisements of things that promise to make our lives easier, better, more streamlined. And what makes it hard is that occasionally one of these things may actually just do that. But mostly? Mostly it’s just crap. Crap to make someone money. And we want to believe that the perfume, the deodorant, the dress, the hair straightener, is going to make us irresistible to the opposite sex. And they all may do, but I think we all know that no one ever loved anyone because their hair was shiny. I totally get that we all like to look nice (my view is on a basic level that can make us feel good) and that we all have a strong preference for our other halves to not actually follow through on the I’d-marry-you-in-a-bin-liner on our wedding day, but I think we all have a regular tendency to take it all too far. And it’s detrimental to our health and our happiness.

Happiness

This brings me onto happiness. To look back at a good innings, surely this means that you’ve had a fulfilling, happy life. At face value this seems easy enough to understand. But is it? I think happiness is another term that can be misunderstood a little. To be happy does not mean that you are happy the entire time, and that any lapse in happiness means you have failed to attain happy. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I genuinely think we have become wired to think that to be happy means we have to have that warm fuzzy post-comfort-food-infront-of-fire feeling all the time (note to self, I want comfort food and fire). No one is that happy always, because it’s impossible. To be happy we are almost certainly have to do things that are hard, uncomfortable, and difficult at times. Graduating from medical school was one of the happiest days of my life, but I couldn’t have done it without painfully memorising many biological pathway whose names now escape me and I’m sure most doctors.

Fulfilling is another term I think can be misunderstood. In my humble opinion, fulfilling (and happiness) does not mean running around like a blue arsed fly 24/7 until you have been a successful mother, wife, employee and homemaker. Fulfilling does not mean fill your life literally – productivity and success on their own do not make for a fulfilled or happy life. Fulfilled means living a full life. With that comes the importance of self-care, of taking time for yourself and what you enjoy.

Do what makes you happy

So what does actually make you happy? Is it actually Gucci? (right now imagining many people saying ‘yes, it’s Gucci, give me Gucci’). We all have to tidy the house now and then (note to self, must tidy house, in laws coming this weekend), but can that wait until we’ve taken time to do the things that make us happy? All too often the first thing we give up when we are stressed, everything is too much, is the one thing that keeps us sane. Because it’s usually thing that we need for our own self-care, we classify it as a luxury in our mind, and we worry people may judge us for having the audacity to indulge such frivolities. It is not a luxury, it is the very thing that keeps us going, maybe even the thing that should define us more than anything. We should and need to do that thing on a regular basis. So today do the thing that makes you happy – go for a bike ride, read a book, make a pancake (go on, be a lent rebel), jump in muddy puddles with your children. Make it your priority. I’ll be running around a tennis court with my kids. And then enjoying that comfort food by the fire. Yum.

Coping – a skill seldom taught

Today was one of those days. Why do ‘one of those days’ happen? Does one unfortunate blunder happen and someone somewhere decides you’ve now signed up to a day of similar delights? I’m guessing we just notice these delights more. Either way today was one of those days. The highlight was my waving goodbye to 13 years no claims bonus and a wad of maternity pay by reversing into a lovely lady’s car. I then drove to a bodyworks place where the guy did his level best to not judge my lack of knowledge on basic repairs, insurance claims and the registration number or make of my car. One of those gem of conversations where you are fully aware you are doing feminism no favours.

This all got me thinking about how we cope when things are a bit tough and I guess is a follow on from my previous blog on mental health and life-is-tough syndrome. There are a lot of recurring coping strategies that I find come up both in my work and in life in general.

How to cope is never something we are taught, or generally talk about when we are blossoming teens. It’s like filling in a tax return. If we were all taught how to fill in a tax return and how to cope at school I think we’d all be a lot less stressed at the end of January. But no, we have to learn the recorder instead. (Disclosure: I loved playing the recorder).

Obviously how to cope can be a very personal thing, but here goes a stab at what I think are common coping tactics.  

Be kind to yourself

So I drove away from the literal car crash earlier and stopped half way up the road to have a cry about how stupid I am. Yes, it wasn’t my finest moment, but it really wasn’t a disaster, accidents happen and could have been a lot worse and all that. Unless you’re a narcissist (google it, I guarantee you’ll know one), we are all generally very quick to find some kind of fault with what we do. Our automatic reactions are too often full of badness, and moreso when we are generally not feeling great and in huge need of some positive response. I think it’s really important to stop the downhill spiral of negative reaction – par example, today I got from I’m stupid to I’m an awful mother very quickly. We all make mistakes, and life is tough, we shouldn’t be so hard of ourselves. It’s cliché but remembering to be kind to yourself can save you a lot of heartache.

Accept that it’s OK to have bad days

When I follow up patients with Depression I try to explain recovery from a bout of low mood doesn’t mean every day will be better than the last. Recovery will have dips, but over time the general trajectory should be up and the dips should be less black hole-ish. I (hopefully) remember to tell people that it’s good to remember this for life after recovery. It is OK to have bad days. It’s OK to have times when you’re not 100% or you’re not ‘on it’ like yesterday. I think we have a tendency to over analyse crappy days and we catastrophise events that really don’t need the drama label. It all causes us unnecessary stress, and that is never helpful.

Accept that OK is good enough sometimes

I think it’s important to be OK with things just being OK. Now I’m exposed to the mothering world, I’ve seen another example of how people find it difficult to not be excelling all the time. I see mothers anguished by the thought of little Johnny not wearing the gillet that matches the particular outfit Aunt Suze got him, and distraught at the prospect of him missing one swimming lesson (meaning he will ofcourse fail to meet every developmental milestone for at least the next 10 years). It is OK if little Johnny doesn’t have matching socks on for nursery. It is OK if he has one meal that isn’t home cooked from your nurturing mother hands. Little Johnny will survive. And I daresay will probably turn out less weird than if we persist in stressing over the constant necessity of waitrose finest in little Johnny’s life.

Pick your battles

Sometimes OK is good enough. Alot of those times when you need to accept ‘good enough’ will be when you are very aware things could be great, but to get to great involves a lot of effort on your behalf. I’m thinking of those classic work situations. You know that improvement could be made, but is it the right battle for you to take on right now? Lots of things in our lives drain our energy without us really thinking about it. Just getting through a normal day for many of us involves a lot of mental baggage and thought processing. It’s right to take on the battles when you think they are important enough, and you have the battery reserve to do it. But fighting every battle will not end well for you.

Make time for the important and the simple things

Imagine you are 80. You are looking back over the lions share of your life. What will you smile at remembering? What will matter to you? What will you be proud of have done? I’m skating close to the cliché again, but I’m reckoning all these things will have something to do with moments with family, close friends and maybe significant career achievements. This evening my daughter wanted to read The Gruffalo. On the 3rd time of reading, I was DONE with that mouse and his persistent wood strolling. But she wanted it one more time. So we cuddled up and read it a 4th time. And that made my car crash day good again. Make time for the simple things in life. It’s what makes a life a life and not a daily trudge to the time you can watch Love Island again (Disclosure: I have definitely had days where my highlight has been watching Love Island. Shameless).

Be present

Mindfulness. One of those things you’ll have heard of, maybe given a go, decided you felt no better after it so went back to worrying about Little Johnny’s gillet. I went through a phase of trying to do some mindfulness practice regularly. But then busy-ness happens and things fall by the wayside. Like flossing. Flossing and mindfulness, both definitely on the wayside list when things are busy.

But I try to take one thing from mindfulness – I try to be present when I’m doing important things. Like being with my 4 month old. We are sharing a moment where he’s finding the squeaky giraffe-cow type rattle hilarious. I try to enjoy being in that moment rather than let my mind wander to the pile of poop stained leggings from my potty training toddler, or to the grand total of fridge contents standing at one onion and a questionable stick of celery. Yes, both of these things have happened in the last week. I am too aware that being present (including literally) for all the moments you’d like to be isn’t reality, but even when we are super busy doing this once a day should still be achieveable. Being present means you can actually experience (and therefore live) moments, rather than floating from one tesco shop to the next.

Make time to do the things you enjoy

One of the symptoms of Depression is losing interest in things you used to love. I always find this symptom very sad. Feeling like the joy has been taken from you is pretty terrible. One thing we advise patients suffering with this to do is try to keep doing the things they used to love. Because one day it’ll start coming good again. And, although Depression and struggling a bit are very, very different, I do think that too many of us let the things we enjoy go by the wayside. Another thing to add to that wayside list. What we enjoy tends to come bottom of the priority list, because of the very nature of it – it’s what we enjoy, so we see it as an indulgence that we can’t possibly flirt with now we are adults and have responsibilities like not crashing a car. But making time for things you enjoy is hugely important. Again going back to the when-you’re-80 – you’re probably not going to remember that Saturday you dusted the house particularly well. But you may remember making time to read one of the classics. Making time for yourself does not make you selfish. It makes you more robust. It makes you less likely to hit rock bottom.

Be honest

This is a real bugbear for me in this age of social media and my-life-is-so-tremendous posts. Don’t be that person. That person is rarely genuinely happy with themselves, and for some reason gets a kick out of persistent my-life-is-better-than-yours statuses. All these do is make people who feel vulnerable feel worse, and make you (as in the perpetrator of these status irritants) strive to achieve the next ‘like’, as if your very existence needs to be validated by some chuff you’ve befriended online but you see on the 5th of never. I’m not saying don’t ever share goodness, but constant updates is not good for anyone involved. No-one is ever constantly that happy. Same applies for when you catch up with friends. I know I have a tendency to want to portray the beacon of coping motherhood, but it would be more cathartic for me if I was more open about honest. Goes back to the blog on mental health and talking more. Being honest when we talk. That’s key.

Don’t isolate yourself

The honesty with friends thing leads quite nicely into this nugget. Don’t isolate yourself. Again, withdrawing from social times is a common symptoms of Depression. And again I think we can all take something from this. How many times have you had some get together planned but decided 2 hours before that it’s dark and raining and you cannot to bothered to leave the well-bedded corner of your sofa to catch up with Gazza? We’ve all done it. But how many times have you forced yourself out and rolled in from that night out proud of yourself for making the giant leap out of the comfy corner? Many, many times. I’m not suggesting you say yes to every social event (also in my opinion not a healthy thing to do), but it’s important to stay connected, see your friends and family. We rarely feel worse for being round true friends. But we can definitely feel better for it.

Radiators versus Drains

I can’t remember where I first heard it but I wish everyone knew this analogy. Some people are radiators and others are drains. Radiators are those people who shine with positivity. Drains are those people who seem to leave you feeling like all the colour of the world has been sucked out. We spend far too long worrying about supporting the drains. We worry that we have to remain faithful to that person no matter what the cost to ourselves or our mental health. Being around a drain does nothing for any of us. It’s important to choose to spend time with the people who are healthy for us and our mental health. Drains can pull you down their plug hole of coping despair.

Get outdoors

I want to make this my last point. Just recently prescribing the outdoors has become a thing in Scotland. Whilst I think it’s pretty ridiculous we’ve got to the point where ‘the outdoors’ needs to be on a prescription for some people to get outside, it really does show how disconnected we are with the world around us – and how appreciating nature can help our mental health, and help us cope better. Being outside offers so much, yet so many of us will consistently choose to spend our time shuffled away indoors. Next time you feel like you can’t cope try going for a 10 minute walk. I bet there will be a part of you that feels better for it.

Final thoughts

Today I tried to tick off a lot of these coping gems, and now I sit here and realise I don’t feel so bad. It’s still a bad day, but I’m OK with it being a bad day, and that makes it better.

So go easy on yourself, be honest about how you’re doing, see your radiator friends and family and make time for yourself and the simple things in life. You’ll cope with losing your no claims better and your 80 year old self will thank you for it.