- (adjective) done without will or conscious control
Have you ever thought about the things that we do that we don’t even think about doing?
Our eyes blink.
And we’re still here.
If any of these stopped working the way they do… well, in short: We would be screwed.
But the best part is we don’t even have to think about doing them.
Why? Because they’re involuntary.
They just happen without the need for thinking.
I don’t know about you, but to me (having overwhelming thoughts and unnecessary worry) this is like a weight off my shoulders.
I don’t have to worry about it in the future. I don’t have to worry about it at all.
Involuntary functions are amazing. We don’t have to remind ourselves “Remember at 11:52 to breathe.”
Why is it that happiness isn’t involuntary?
Or positive thoughts?
The way it looks,
it often seems like negative thoughts are involuntary and positive thoughts are voluntary.
Wouldn’t it be amazing if happiness was involuntary?
We wouldn’t even have to worry that much about our mental health.
All those dark thoughts about the crappiness of our day wouldn’t matter considering that we’re only thinking about the good stuff.
When I was a kid, I wasn’t happy all the time but I didn’t have to think of happiness as some far away thing like I do right now.
I wish happiness was still an innocent emotion, back when all you had to do to be happy was go with your family to the park and ride a bike.
Back when happiness almost felt involuntary.
It would be really great for my anxiety if happiness was involuntary.
But maybe if happiness was involuntary, we would just brush it aside.
Like how we brush aside our bodies remembering to breathe or blink because it’s so constant, it’s forgotten.
Happiness is an amazing feeling, you wouldn’t want to brush aside that feeling because it’s continuous to a point where you forget about it.
I mean it would be great if there was constant happiness, but sadness gives me hope and meaning.
If happiness was constant and involuntary, we wouldn’t feel other emotions.
I think we were made the right way when the involuntary things were things like blinking and breathing.
But happiness takes work. It takes acceptance and strength. It takes something greater than some automatic bodily function.