Mental Health
Stealing Joy
I’m trying to stop letting others steal the joy I find in life
We sing a song at church with ‘Ain’t nothing gonna steal my joy” in the lyrics.
The Kentucky basketball coach has said before that he wasn’t going to let people steal his joy.
That phrase, mainly the song, has been in my head this morning because I have a bad habit of letting people steal my joy. And there are a lot of joy thieves out there?
How do people steal my joy?
Dismissing things that make me happy as useless and a waste of time.
I write a lot about TV. Sometimes someone feels the need to comment to tell me that watching TV is a waste of time.
I read a lot. People tell me they don’t have time to read, usually in a way that implies that I should be busier and reading is taking time away from more important things.
I used to go to Starbucks a lot when I worked at the library. It was my comfort food, but coffee. I did it because it was a mood lift that I needed. Someone at work would tell me how it was a waste of my money.
I usually just ignore it, but sometimes it gets to me more than it should. I shouldn’t care what people think about my hobbies and habits, but…
