I should be happy.
I live in a clean apartment. I am living my dream of owning and operating my own business, and it's going extremely well.
I have a healthy savings account & retirement funds.
I have a recent-ish model car that gets good gas mileage and gets me from point A to Z.
I travel frequently. This year alone I've already been to 4 different countries. Compared to the rest of the world, I am the 1%. If you make more than $30k a year, you are too.
Why have I been waking up feeling so much anxiety most days of the week. Why are Sundays the only day the energy feels in line with the life I'd like to be living?
Why am I doing things like attend events I don't want to go to, answering emails that don't require a response, watching shows I don't find entertaining, socializing with people who don't enhance or enrich my life?
What if for a week, (or a month?!) I tried an experiment where I only did things that bring me pleasure, and avoid every single thing that doesn't. If something stresses me out, I'll stop doing it. If I don't want to go somewhere or eat something specific, I won't.
It's going to force creativity, because of course there will still be work to get done. But I can delegate it, outsource it, or find a way to enjoy it. It's a temporary experiment.
People will think it's crazy.
But wait, people will think it's crazy that I'm doing things I absolutely love to do? What the hell is wrong with me?! What the hell is wrong with society?
I have to try it.