We live today under the pressure of an inclement pincer: we have to be happy on the one hand, be successful, think positively, read the express manual of Chopra or the prestidigitador in turn, take the selfie to show that we are beautiful, smile whatever happens, be in the thousand and one self-improvement projects that will lead us to success. At the end, when the lights go out and we stay alone, we let go of our bellies, take off our make-up, tired of following patterns. For this society, the important thing is to look good in the photo. Very sad, but it's reality. A hug, @rok-sivante.
Certainly, a common pattern.
And certainly, one that ends up being as fake as fuck.
Though, to each their own, I guess. We all come to realize what works and doesn't for us in our own time, often through trial-and-error...