If we are sooooo fricken smart, what makes discomfort so comfortable? Why does changing ourselves seem so hard? There is something in us that causes us to act this way. If we don't like the job we are in, why don't we just get another? If it is something in our day to day life that causes us to suffer, why don't we just change it? I drifted through life pretending to be happy. Why? I am a smart woman, with high emotional intelligence, able to shift any moment to happy to show the world that I am "FINE" outside. But really, I knew the truth, inside... So when I was alone, why was I not comfortable with my own thoughts? The simple answer is thought patterns. We are humans, creatures of habit.