I'm chronically bored.
I've done some self diagnosis lately and I've come to realize that I'm not depressed, lonely, unhappy, or inactive. Yet, I constantly feel like something is missing from my life, and it's driven me to do a lot of things that ended up being frustratingly unfulfilling.
By most standards I should feel fulfilled and the opposite of bored. I have a demanding job, an active friend circle, family, hobbies, and I frequently take vacations and meet new people. Yet, after doing something once, I immediately get bored of the repetition and I want to do something else. There are only a few areas in which I feel like I'm discovering more things the more I refine it.
I think the only exception to this rule so far has been suffering. If I do something that causes me a significant amount of cognitive or physical suffering, I apparently don't get bored of it. I don't particularly like most such activities, but I like boredom even less. This was a rather groundbreaking discovery for me. For the past 3 month, I got so bored that I started fasting to kill the time. So far, my record is 8 days without food, and I intend to beat my all-time (involuntary) record in starvation from back when I was a student. This all has surprisingly helped me feel uplifted and I've also felt I could better focus after starting it. I heard that fasting induces autophagy which helps brain cells regenerate. Very exciting. Great success.
I am afraid thay i'm alone in my boredom, or otherwise the folks around me are excellent at hiding it. Or they have gotten used to the feeling. I think my personal hell would be waking up every day unemployed, slave to dopamine and everyday routines that slowly teach my brain to operate on autopilot. Yet, many people seem rather happy with that kind of a situation. It's hard for me to understand how people can ignore the feeling of growing stale, tolerating the boredom of everyday life. I feel physically ill when that happens. I wonder if it is some kind of a weird addiction. It's not ego, for sure, since I couldn't care less about compliments, even if I am not a fan of being criticized.
So, what do you know, 10 years of self analysis and introspection. Turns out I'm just chronically bored.