Why is it that humans seem to enjoy doing things that don’t make us feel better?
I know drinking won’t make me feel better, I know eating like shit won’t make me feel better, and I know spending money won’t make me feel better. I know that working out, eating healthy, and saving/investing in things that will improve the future will make for a better lifestyle.
Yet, it is soo much easier to let myself drink, eat like shit, and spend money instead of doing the things that will be improvements. I know I’ll feel better once I get a workout in or have a good meal, but have you ever tried getting out of bed to go to the gym? It’s fucking hard!
I can’t seem to wrap my head around it. It doesn’t make any sense. I know I’ll feel better. My body wants to be healthy, but at the same time wants to be as lazy and useless as possible. It even seems to encourage destroying itself. Although, maybe it’s a battle between the mind and the body.
The body wants to be healthy. The mind wants to destroy the body. Perhaps it’s the sign of a sick mind that needs a remedy. I suppose I’ll have to figure that one out. Time to fix the brain.