Is all suffering bad in itself? Is only involuntary suffering bad in itself? How do we tell the two apart?
I'm posting this as a question, since I'm looking for others' thoughts. I'll share my own first.
I have the intuition that voluntary suffering might not be bad. This is primarily due to personal experience: I often feel sad (sympathy) when I encounter sad stories or sad situations, but I don't have the intuition that this is bad for me, because I don't feel like I ought to look away or stop feeling sad in response to these and I often feel like thinking/learning/reading more about these situations even if I feel more sadness because of it (and I usually do). This happens to me with both real and fictional situations (I was a fan of tragedies for a while).
Furthermore, sometimes in the past, when I've been depressed about my own life, I didn't want to be happy and even preferred to be miserable. (This has not happened for several years, I think, and I rarely feel sad at all for my own life these days.)
On the other hand, I don't think my own emotions typically considered negative are completely decoupled from my motivations, since, e.g. when I exercise and it gets unpleasant enough, I will slow down or stop.
How should I think about this?
- Are these perverse preferences when I'm motivated to dwell on sad things (ignoring externalities)? Is it actually bad for me?
- Is it that sympathetic sadness is not actually an overall bad (suffering) experience, say if it's like pain asymbolia (where someone recognizes that they're in pain, but the experience isn't unpleasant) or there's some sufficient aesthetic pleasure I get from it?
- Is all suffering in some sense involuntary? Is it by definition involuntary (e.g. externalism, also my own post)?
- Something else?
Some related reading: Hedonistic vs. Preference Utilitarianism by Brian Tomasik for CLR.
Since many other answers treat the more general ideas, I want to focus on the "volontary" sadness of reading/watching/listening sad stories. I was curious about this myself, because I noticed that reading only "positive" and "joyous" stories eventually feel empty.
The answer seem that sad elements in a story bring more depth than the fun/joyous ones. In that sense, sadness in stories act as a signal of deepness, but also a way to access some deeper part of our emotions and internal life.
I'm reminded of Mark Manson's quote from this article:
Maybe sadness and pain just tell us more about other and ourselves, and that's what we find so enthralling.