Hedonism: the pursuit of pleasure

Hedonism says life’s pursuits are all about seeking pleasure. That if it makes you feel good, you should keep doing it. It exemplifies the pursuit of pleasure as the main goal in life. It strikes a cord with me. Thank you Professor Richards for saying how much of a fucking idiot I was.

At first thought, sure. Why not? Things that bring pleasure are inherently that — good feelings. But not everything that feels good is good for your body. Do a line of cocaine and you’ll have feelings of euphoria, but be met with the crushing blow of withdrawals the morning after. You can forget about sleeping afterward. Coupled with the less obvious harm you’re doing by constricting your arteries, you’re trapped in the bliss it brings without realizing the dangers brought.

Drinking alcohol is much the same. Have a glass of wine and you’ll feel relaxed. Drink an entire bottle every night and you’re nothing more than a shell of a person who is otherwise calling for help. I’ve been there and back. It feels great to be numb and sedated. Hangovers are not. Drug addiction and alcoholism are a bitch. Whose to stop you if you’re down on your luck and alone at night with nothing but your thoughts and a near limitless bank account?

Everything is just that. Fledging moments of happiness glossed over as self-destructive behavior hoping for quick relief. Pain management comes in many forms. Some pop a pill, others drink, and some take a more drastic approach to life’s turmoil. Your ego is your greatest enemy. The innate primitive drive to seek out rewards and feel satisfied subconsciously work against you. It’s no wonder a large portion of the population is medicated and dealing with addiction in epidemic numbers. Temptation is everywhere. All I got going for me are my thoughts and a couple journal entires to keep me in check.

Later world.