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Cheese.

Music, singing, dancing, drawing, programming, playing, exercising, just...creating. Creating shit for the sake of it, for other people, for myself. That's life, that's living.

Stomach full, balls empty, and peaceful surroundings

Connection.

Connection with lovers, friends, family, other people, pets, the world.

We are all wired to connect with others.

The most valuable connections tend to be family, friends and lovers.

It is what gives our lives meaning, in the end.

Come close to, or sit on death’s doorway, and it becomes as clear as day what gave your life meaning.

If you don’t have this, you become acutely aware of its true value.

Seeing stuff i am either building or fixing working after the full on weeks it took to iron out all of the problems; and coming back later in the years to find them still working; last week i went to one of my frends workshop to find the metal press i fixed 5 years ago still working and with the same locking lugs i had to kludge on it to get the control panel to close

Working out, watching TV, playing ball hockey and looking at nature.

People. Family, friends, community. We need one another. We get fulfillment and happiness from being with other people, helping and being helped. And just hanging out!

Having a shit at least once a day.

Gardening and forest gardening! Planting something starts another living organism and with good planning there may be no maintenance required on your part. You'll just have this happy little tree/shrub/herb/vine growing its own way

Cycling, mountain biking. Nature and me and myself. Everything else is just to support this habit.

People scoff at this, but I managed to get myself a job I find very fulfilling. My work contributes positively to society. I feel useful and needed. I was missing that up until recently.

Generally, I find fulfilment in doing things that are enjoyable which also have positive results. Work pays for stuff but I hate it, so it's not fulfilling.

Some current things in my life:

Studying something I love even if it's terrible for jobs.

Somewhat finding my groove in music making, making it feel less like pulling teeth.

Learning to drive in my stupid car that I love.

Helping people with technology. I work IT. I was in a software development role (QA) that impacted far more people, but I didn't interact with them. It was soul-sucking work. Working with people directly and seeing the results of my labor is nourishing.

I try to live by !simpleliving@lemmy.ml principles. Sometimes I confront this with other people on !askmenover30@lemm.ee or !casualconversation@lemmy.world

I have a collection of colorful handmade bracelets on my wrist. I look at them whenever I'm stressed or down and it always cheers me up again. None of them are well made, all with some little defect, but I love them because of it.
I guess it sounds an analogy now that I'm writing this down? Anyway, sometimes it's the small and inconsequential things that add some color to your life. You don't need to find a meaning behind it, just accept it and appreciate it for what it is :)

As someone with anhedonia, I wish I knew.

Every day there comes a moment when I just want to quit. If, in that moment, I push a little further, just keep forcing myself forward, then that evening I feel fulfilled.

Sport. Contact with people