Let’s face the music here: everything (and how I mean everything…) has a price. You can’t have ‘good’, or ‘wonderful’ without there being some sort of negative result. It’s disappointing, it really is. It’s one of the more depressing aspects of life when you come to the realization that even if you grant yourself excessive personal freedom, there are always limits. Always lines that you can’t cross. Well, you can cross them…but if you’re intelligent you also understand that in doing so you’re likely to experience some drastic negative consequence, which is never fun and often cancels out whatever enjoyment you got from compulsion in the first place. What can be understood is that obviously compulsion isn’t the answer.
Indulgence is very different from compulsion. It entails control, which is something compulsion lacks entirely. With indulgence you are enjoying every second of being…naughty—whether that means eating a few…extra pieces of birthday cake or having sex a few more times than you probably should have…. The point is you are enjoying every second. There is something about limits that makes one enjoy more than when “the sky is the limit”.
Have you ever noticed how when you go to a buffet and eat everything in sight, not only do you feel sick (there’s the negative consequence), but you forget half of what you managed to shovel down your throat? That would be compulsion: doing it simply…because you can. With indulgence you take the time to enjoy because you know the pleasure is coming in limited quantities. And not only that, you are still going farther than is considered appropriate. You still have the idea of doing things because you can, but now instead of being a dull compulsion, the act has purpose: enjoyment. You’re not trying to make up for anything, you’re not trying to rid yourself of boredom, you’re simply pursuing something that pleases you, and taking more than your share. Nothing wrong with a little extra….
Indulgence is the best of every world. Sure, there is still backlash—there always will be—but now it comes only in small amounts, and is never enough to have made the experience an entirely negative one. Yes, maybe you’ll have a bit of a headache after drinking too much the night before, but that’s nothing like the hangover you would have had if you had drank just to do it. And now you won’t have to deal with the entire vomiting-up-blood-into-the-sink issue.
So what’s the moral to the story?
Do what you want, just don’t be stupid.
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Lol…yeah, and then there’s the question of what someone would see as being ’stupid’. There are people in my neighborhood still shooting off guns and fire crackers late at night three days after the holiday ended…I guess their doing what they want and not giving a shit about people getting sleep for work the next day. Sometimes indulgence and compulsion can not only have a negative slant for the individual, but also those around who are witnessing it and have no control over the situation. Kind of like watching a family rebuild their home a thrid time from another tornado in the alley simply because they don’t want to make a new life somewhere else. No one can make them leave, but it would make sense to. Anyway, I guess that’s not the best example right there…lol, but I get you all the way. I’ll stop talking now.