Happy is a funny little thing. It usually only shows up when good things happen. Why is that? Why can't we be happy when life is falling apart too?
"What? You just totaled your car and your dog died after you spent $3000 on getting rid of his worms?"
"Yeah, isn't that awesome! I'm so happy!!!"
See, now wouldn't that be easier?
But no ... crappy things happen and we fall apart. We drown in sorrow and wallow in it for weeks on end. I'm pretty sure the happy get's eaten by a big ugly monster with four eyes and only three teeth.
It's true, I'm pretty sure I spotted him yesterday. He's blue. With purple spots. And green fingernails.
I swear ... I really saw him.
Well regardless, he ate my happy. Here I was on my "I hugged Patty Duke" high and he started munching away on my euphoria. That dick!
I refuse to let him win. I'm going to go ahead and start up a hunting team. Wanna join?
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*grabs her nets and spears and heads out the door...it's monster hunting season!*
I’m sure I’ve seen him around my house lately!
I have enjoyed reading your posts. There are sad but make me smile. Thats life right! So sad sometimes you just have to laugh. I just started exploring bipolar blogs. I started my own blog as sort of journal to vent. I am not bipolar but am dating one. Well, it seems more serious than dating but anyway... after seeing your blog I think it would nice to share mine as well. Bumps in the road have been really getting him down and for him one bad thing seems to lead to yet another one. The damn big, ugly monster is so irritating. Im trying my best to lift his spirits and the monster keeps messing things up.
http://anhonestheart.blogspot.com/
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