You live and learn.
People need to be content in life and accept that there will only be moments of happiness, some long, some short. Being content is far more important. Taken me about 12 years to learn this.
I’ve had jobs that have had no possibility for progression so when I couldn’t structure a career I tended to buy stuff every week to reward myself for going to work. Weekly cycle of boredom. Living for the weekend.
Then had a near death experience, a fairly long stay in hospital. Cried when I came home and watched the finches we have preening each other. Amazing what I was blind to when rewarding myself with bike bits, car bits, gadgets and other shit that soon becomes obsolete.
Now I’m content to be able to walk my dogs, shred some stoke and don’t pay too much attention to the things society used to make me feel like I should be doing. No point in worrying about what might happen.
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