The missing piece

I was thinking a lot lately about human behavior and how we are lying to our own self. We are perpetual unsatisfied but yet we’re acting like everything is fine.

When people are complaining about their life, some qualifies them as ungrateful because when they are thinking about people that are dying in the world, people that are in constant suffering or fear, they feel that one shouldn’t be complaining at all. Yes, when considering all this, complaining seems misplaced.

So what do we do when our life isn’t fulfilling? When everything seems right but deep inside there is something missing?

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