“He who fears death will never do anything worthy of a man who is alive.”
— Seneca
It hit me on an ordinary Monday morning. I was brushing my teeth when I saw fresh, rebellious gray hair standing proudly amid my increasingly salt-and-pepper mane.
Toothpaste still dripping down my chin, I found myself chuckling at a blunt thought: no matter how many antioxidants, skincare routines, or positive affirmations I throw at the problem, the best-case scenario for any of us is still getting old and kicking the bucket.
Depressing? Maybe a little.
Liberating? Definitely.
Don’t get me wrong—I'm not sprinting toward the finish line here.
But something about confronting the inevitability of aging and death head-on felt refreshing. It was almost like stumbling upon a loophole in life’s endless chase for happiness: if we’re honest about how things end, maybe we can finally stop pretending they won’t.
You might think this is overly gloomy, particularly if your daily diet consists of inspirational Instagram posts and aggressively cheerful TikToks promising that "good vibes" alone can fix everything from a bad day at work to deep existential dread.
There's a hidden peace waiting just beneath the surface of life's less comfortable truths.
Accepting that life is messy, unpredictable, and temporary doesn’t need to make you miserable. Quite the opposite—it might just be the key to happiness.
I was deep in an Instagram doom scroll the other night—one of those spirals where your thumb moves independently of your brain—when I thought: if aliens ever study humanity via our social media posts, they'll conclude we're either blissfully enlightened beings or completely delusional. (My money's on option two.)
According to Instagram, all it takes to navigate life's inevitable ups and downs is a pastel-colored graphic that says "Good vibes only!" or "Manifest your dreams!" as if happiness were a subscription service you can order online.
This constant demand for positivity-the toxic kind—isn't just exhausting; it's profoundly immature. It's the emotional equivalent of sticking your fingers in your ears and shouting "la-la-la" whenever reality starts acting a little too....... real.
I appreciate a sunny disposition, I do! But pretending life consists exclusively of sunny beaches, Apple products, and avocado toast brunches isn't optimism—it's delusional.
The Stoics had a refreshingly different approach. Rather than endlessly chasing positive feelings, they advocated for facing reality, warts and all.
Instead of trying to manifest endless sunshine, they prepared themselves for rainy days. Their advice was to stop acting surprised that life includes discomfort, pain, and disappointment.
What the Stoics understood—and our modern, positivity-obsessed culture conveniently forgets—is that authenticity matters more than manufactured cheerfulness.
Ironically, accepting life's inevitable storms makes sunny days brighter.
It's not about drowning in despair; it's about removing the pressure to always feel good and freeing us to appreciate the moments when we do.
It turns out that the people brave enough to admit that life isn’t always pretty, tidy, or Instagram-friendly might be onto something compelling and genuinely positive.
Before I knew that "negative visualization" was a legitimate philosophical practice (thanks, Stoics), I was already a pro at imagining worst-case scenarios.
Not in a neurotic, "I’m convinced every headache is a tumor" way—but more of a practical preparedness approach, like the mental equivalent of checking the weather before leaving home. You might not like seeing rain in the forecast, but you'd still rather grab your umbrella than pretend it won't rain.
A few months ago, I had to catch an important flight (is there any other kind?), and naturally, my brain went full catastrophe mode: "What if the alarm doesn't go off? What if there’s insane traffic? What if I miss my flight?"
Instead of dismissing these scenarios as pessimism, I embraced them. I set two alarms and left early. And guess what? The alarm went off fine. Traffic was manageable. Not only did I make the flight, but I enjoyed the process because I'd mentally braced for something far worse.
The Stoics understood this intuitively: deliberately imagining worst-case scenarios isn't about indulging anxiety but dismantling it.
It's counterintuitive, especially in our era of aggressive positivity, but the results speak for themselves.
Rather than constantly dreading life going sideways, negative visualization helps us appreciate what we have precisely because we're keenly aware we might lose it.
Consider your health, home, loved ones—even that perfect cup of coffee in the morning. Imagining life without these things might feel uncomfortable (or horrifying). Still, it does something remarkable: it sharpens your gratitude. Coffee never tasted sweeter than after briefly considering its absence.
Far from making us morbid, negative visualization makes us more joyful, resilient, and genuinely appreciative of life's little pleasures—the pleasures hedonic adaptation loves to steal from us.
I recently bought a sleek new coffee maker—one of those expensive, shiny gadgets that promise to transform your morning into an artisanal experience worthy of a Netflix documentary. I was ecstatic for the first few days—every morning felt like a little coffee-themed celebration. But by day ten, my shiny new purchase had magically become…just another thing cluttering my kitchen.
This is hedonic adaptation at its sneakiest—a psychological phenomenon that boils down to this: humans have the emotional attention span of toddlers. Give us something shiny, new, or exciting, and we'll be thrilled—briefly. But once the novelty wears off, we quickly return to baseline boredom and look around for the next dopamine hit. It's the same reason lottery winners often end up unhappy, and why even dream jobs eventually feel like jobs.
Here’s the uncomfortable truth hedonic adaptation reveals: chasing happiness through external means—new gadgets, nicer clothes, fancier vacations—is a losing battle.
We're hardwired to get bored, normalize pleasure, and start craving more. The toxic positivity crowd constantly tells us that the secret to happiness lies in "manifesting" nicer, better, shinier things. In that case, we're doomed to perpetual disappointment.
But here's the good news: once you recognize this pattern, you can outsmart it.
Negative visualization—imagining losing what you already have—disrupts this cycle. Instead of endlessly chasing novelty, you learn to savor what’s already yours precisely because you've acknowledged its impermanent nature.
Your ordinary routines become less ordinary.
Even from your boring, now-familiar machine, that everyday cup of coffee tastes just a little richer when you remember it won't last forever.
Your comfortable but imperfect relationship gains depth when you imagine its absence. Even slightly irritating family gatherings become precious when you briefly visualize a world without them — maybe not these.
Happiness isn’t about acquiring more or better; it's about learning to appreciate what you already have.
Hedonic adaptation might be unavoidable, but with a dose of honest negativity, we can short-circuit the relentless boredom it brings, transforming mundane moments into sources of joy.
And maybe that’s the path to happiness—not chasing it endlessly, but learning to find it exactly where we are.
Something we’ve conveniently forgotten in our relentless, social-media-fueled chase for perpetual bliss is that happiness isn’t a constant state to achieve; it’s a series of fleeting moments we learn to appreciate, precisely because they're temporary.
Our modern obsession with positivity—the sanitized, pastel-colored, relentlessly upbeat version—isn’t just misguided; it keeps us from genuine contentment. Constantly dodging negative feelings doesn’t make them go away; it just makes us anxious, exhausted, and unable to cope when reality crashes through our rose-colored filters.
When we practice negative visualization, something strange and wonderful happens. Instead of becoming miserable, we become resilient. Life doesn’t shock us as much because we’ve already imagined the worst—and survived. Instead of numbness, we feel gratitude: Our coffee tastes richer, conversations become deeper, and even mundane annoyances (the leaky faucet, the slow Wi-Fi) feel tolerable because we recognize they’re part of the temporary messiness that makes life real.
Ironically, embracing negativity—even briefly, intentionally feels like the most genuinely positive act imaginable.
So, briefly imagine losing something- or someone—you cherish deeply. Let yourself feel it for a moment. It’ll sting, guaranteed. But tomorrow, you might find that ordinary moments have regained a quiet, unexpected magic—the kind of magic no glossy "good vibes only" mindset could ever deliver.
Turns out, confronting the darkness—even for just a moment—might be the brightest move you can make.
Because in a world where the absolute best-case scenario is getting old, gray-haired, and eventually exiting stage left, accepting reality is the ultimate act of rebellion—and the most honest path to happiness we have.
Recommended Book:
"A Guide to the Good Life: The Ancient Art of Stoic Joy" by William B. Irvine
If you're intrigued by the subtle art of negative visualization—or if you've ever felt that forced positivity isn’t cutting it—this book is your go-to guide. William brilliantly distills Stoic wisdom into accessible, everyday strategies that help you appreciate what you already have while dealing with life’s inevitable disappointments.