Oct 2015
I hate self-help books.
It's not just how I feel so envious and helplessly depressed to be told 'just be happy' or 'go out there and just do something other than being depressed' with heightened language and flowery figures of speech.
The fact that a stranger out there is telling you what you should feel about a personal experience. It's as if feeling sad is the worst thing that can happen to a person, how you should be blissfully ignorant of all these things around you and just focus on being happy.
I guess I'm just saying that I want to be happy for a cause, and not just be happy carelessly. I want that kind of happiness that sticks with you inevitably, not just because you're in a certain pleasant situation. I want my happiness to be part of me and not just an experience with someone or something. I want to be truly happy and not just experience happiness.
It's not just how I feel so envious and helplessly depressed to be told 'just be happy' or 'go out there and just do something other than being depressed' with heightened language and flowery figures of speech.
The fact that a stranger out there is telling you what you should feel about a personal experience. It's as if feeling sad is the worst thing that can happen to a person, how you should be blissfully ignorant of all these things around you and just focus on being happy.
I guess I'm just saying that I want to be happy for a cause, and not just be happy carelessly. I want that kind of happiness that sticks with you inevitably, not just because you're in a certain pleasant situation. I want my happiness to be part of me and not just an experience with someone or something. I want to be truly happy and not just experience happiness.
