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Radiate Happiness

Today someone told me I “Radiate Happiness”.

Me!

Have you read this blog? If you haven’t go read one of my posts.They are the most depressing shit ever! (ok not ever, but they are pretty depressing.)

Its nice to know that hey! maybe I have hope.

I am aware that I am not the most beautiful girl out there, but If I can “radiate happiness” and maybe you know, make some people happy, even if its for a little bit, I’m happy. This is propbably the most wonderful compliment I have ever recieved, people have called be pretty and beautiful. But this one took the cake.

 

I hope you know my happiness after hearing this translates a little into this post. I’ll try to radiate happiness more than sadness, we should all try. Be happy everyone:) Right now, I am.

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So I went to the shrink, and I am not depressed.

Yet.

No, but seriously, he said I have mild symptoms that may or may not develop into depression. I’m sharing this with you, internet world, becuase you have absolutely no idea who I am.

Ahh, the safety of anonimity.

Even if you did know who I am, this is fact, so whatever. So, I got sleeping pills of some natural substance the brian makes to fix my fucked up sleeping patterns. That’s it, I have another date with the doctor in like a week, and we’ll see where it goes from there.

Also, my parents have changed around me, in result, I changed too. It’s not abad change, it was just weird. My parents are now giving more liberties and permissions and stuff. I think they didn’t expect their model kid to turn out depressed, or even close to that. So I believe this is an attempt to make me happy, so that it doesn’t develop into depression. Do not judge me, since that is my belief, I am trying very hard to not take advantage of it. No extra benefits being asked, I promise.

So now I am waiting. My parents are waiting too, but mostly me. I am waiting to see what happens, and I am ready to you know, face whatever does happen. So, whether I’m depressed or not, wish me luck. This is a tough world we live in.


Let’s Be Positive

Hi.

My blog is extremely negative haha

In an attemp to bring goodness and happiness to this blog, I shall focus on the good things! Yesterdays list was the things that made me sad. Today we’ll go the other way. I’ll even put pictures in an attempt to bring color and therefore joy.

Music- Makes me happy, most of the time at least.

Let’s Get Specific:

My Chemical Romance and The Ready Set make me smile, anything from them. A video a song, an interview. I smile

My friends make me pretty happy too. At least the good ones.

Weekends make me happy.

Water puts a smile on my face. I mean this as in, if I get a big water  bottle, cold, I am content

Sleeping and eating are two of my favorite things in the world.

A good book = :D

A good movie is good too.

My family, mostly my brothers and my uncle (who’s like a brother to me, due to the very small age difference).

Painting makes me happy, I enjoy it. However, when I get pushed to do something, I get frustrated.

Well then, I think that sums most of my happy things. I bet there’s more, but I feel like typing other stuff. More Posts on random crap coming up!

Be happy people, don’t be like yours truly, who’s been sad lately.

SMILE.


Story Time

There was once a girl. She tried her very best to be there for all her friends. For the people she cared for the most. Then one day, she was in an incredibly good mood. She talked to one of her best friends, telling her the good news that had made her happy.

“That won’t work out” her friend said.

The girl just looked at her friend, and she felt the happiness and hope, which were pretty rare in her life, starting to disappear.

However, she didn’t give up yet. She texted another of her closest friends, using many signs of excitement. Extra letters, exclamation points. She expected a small retaliation of excitement, because the girl had passed through many emotional moments with this friend.

“What?” was her friends response.

No extra letters, or signs, no happy face. The girl knew, that the absence of those things means her friend was not up to hear her good news. She felt her happiness being eclipsed by the lack of support she had looked for in her friends.

That day when the girl got home, she didn’t rejoice in the news that had made her happy. She cried, because the people she had wanted to share it with, the ones she had supported so many times before, had failed to be there for her.

If they couldn’t be there when she was happy, would they be there when she was sad?