Happiness is a choice. I know.
It's about being contented with what you have and making the best out of it.
Self-disposition, the half-full-half-empty thing about life and seeing things in a different perspective.
I could rant you about all the philosophy and therapy I have heard, read and tried all day. But I won't because I'll just exhaust myself. I'm sure you know what I mean.
I'm not happy. I can't even remember when was the last time I laughed, mean, genuinely laughed- with tears, bogus and all. Gahd. I miss laughing my heart out. See that picture? That's me trying to smile, looking happy and well, failing. I look rather tired, if you ask.
I'm a zombie, dragging myself every day to work. exhausting myself with chores, talking to myself while moving- half the time absent-mindedly. I'm a freak. haha. I'm starting to scare you.
So, the point being? nada. I'm just blabbing. I've probably wasted your time. It's just that, Argh. I miss my life. doomsday.
It's about being contented with what you have and making the best out of it.
Self-disposition, the half-full-half-empty thing about life and seeing things in a different perspective.
I could rant you about all the philosophy and therapy I have heard, read and tried all day. But I won't because I'll just exhaust myself. I'm sure you know what I mean.
I'm not happy. I can't even remember when was the last time I laughed, mean, genuinely laughed- with tears, bogus and all. Gahd. I miss laughing my heart out. See that picture? That's me trying to smile, looking happy and well, failing. I look rather tired, if you ask.
I'm a zombie, dragging myself every day to work. exhausting myself with chores, talking to myself while moving- half the time absent-mindedly. I'm a freak. haha. I'm starting to scare you.
So, the point being? nada. I'm just blabbing. I've probably wasted your time. It's just that, Argh. I miss my life. doomsday.
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