Happy Days

I’ve been trying to turn over a new leaf. Because its come to my attention that I may be just a tad negative at times.

Though I think that what others call negative is just me accepting facts and not living in utter and total denial. Anyways, I thought that I should give this whole, being positive thing a shot.

And apparently, Positive things evoke more energy, initiative and happiness.

Here’s the ironic thing, Michael Gellert once said that true happiness is an acceptance of life as it is given to us, with its diminishment, mystery, uncontrollability and all. But isn’t that what makes us all the miserable people we are, sure some things make us happy, but I think that it is impossible for a person to be entirely happy and honestly that sounds tiring.

And for those of you who are wondering who Micheal Gellert is, I have no idea. I just read that quote somewhere.

At this moment I’d like to clarify something. Yes, I’m probably not the happiest person one can meet. I’m that person who is terrified of being happy, because every time, I let myself be happy, the core reason for my happiness is ripped away from me.

I don’t believe in love at first sight or soul mates or Santa clause.

Be crazy, be weird, be silly, be whatever you want, because life is too short this is what I believe in and these are the things that somehow make me smile even in the worst of times.

Because a person being happy depends entirely upon them. Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect, it’s choosing to beyond all the imperfections.