Humans are the only animals that have emotional conflict. Other animals eat, fuck, and fight when they need to. I’m not saying that other animals don’t feel – anyone who has been around a cat or dog has seen a happy tail-waggling dog, a frightened puppy, or an utterly pleased and purry kitty. But my kitty cat doesn’t spend sleepless nights brooding over some mishap from the day before. We weak humans, however, waste hours of our lives weighing the positives and negatives of relationships, work, or ruminating over some philosophical question…

Why do we do this to ourselves? It is masochistic – why would we do it if we didn’t derive some kind of pleasure from the misery we put ourselves through?