When I was bored, I headed to the mall.
When I was happy, I headed to the mall.
When I was sad, I headed to the mall.
When I was hungry, I headed to the mall.
When I had nothing to do, guess where I went? - the mall.
It didn't help much when a shopping mall is literally 5 mins from my house. Growing up in a very busy city / concrete jungle like Bangkok, most people's lives are evolved around shopping malls. It is not very surprising. Don't talk about spending time outdoor at a park smelling flowers or anything like that. Shopping was certainly a way to go for me. It made me feel as happy. Those pretty shoes, oh that purse, how about that top and this and that. They made me soooooooo happy.
When i was in my 20's, I relied heavily on material possession and I thought that was happiness. It actually was but superficial and a very short lived one. Through the years and as I get older I start questioning myself about my theory of happiness.