qawer wrote:
The fact that I find I am fooling noone but myself spending time on it, having realized life is centered around survival. So I really feel I am just making a fool of myself spending any time on special interests that has no survival purpose.
The real problem may be that I do not know enough people I really connect with, making me have a more depressed view on things. But the way the social world works, I do not see a possibility for that changing.
I find that I have different motivations for different activities, instead of a single motivation to push me through life.
You mentioned social interaction in the first part of your post. To be honest, I could do without intensive social interactions, but it would be a bit complicated (and in my country probably illegal) to just build a little shack in the middle of the woods and live like a self-sustaining hermit for the rest of my life. So, I just bring myself to interact with the outside world every day, with the motivation being that I must eat to survive. I don't necessarily like all the social rituals that go on, but I just muddle through.
As for interests, I've gotten to a point where I can take them or leave them. I used to have two major ones from my childhood onward into my late teenage years (namely dinosaurs and drawing), but they faded away during a period of extended depression and apathy. Yeah, afterward some new interests surfaced, and one of them proved to be a keeper (at least so far), but there are weeks that I push even that interest to the backburner and do other things instead.
I now have a fairly balanced attitude where I don't attach that much importance to the 'need' to pursue certain interests and activities. I used to feel 'weird' about not having interests for a while. I used to equate that with apathy, or loss-of-'purpose'. But then I found that it could be nice to go without a special interest for a while, and focus on more basic things, fulfilling my primary needs first. Everything beyond that I felt was just a bonus, and was mine to shape with my own two hands. I might spend it a bit more idly, or a bit more productively, either way was all right once the belly was full.
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