Several events and cases not worth getting into have led to my observation that many people appear to be "content in their misery."
Is being content in misery better than being discontent in misery? I suppose it would be. Being content is no doubt more enjoyable than being plain old miserable.
Does the realization that you're miserable make it bad? Probably, but if contentment is still there, it's not all that important, right? And as the saying goes, ignorance is bliss.
Conversely, does the realization that you're content, though miserable, make it ok? Well, more ok than being simply miserable, it would seem.
There must be different shades of misery.
Is contentment in misery laziness? Apathy? Both, I say.
The very idea that one can BE content to be miserable is baffling.
A discussion with a person who is, in fact, content in their misery ABOUT thier misery can only end with one phrase: "Well then quit your whining."
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