Life sometimes treats us so bad that we fail to love ourselves, to be happy, to be positive and have hope for a better tomorrow. No matter the situation, challenges you face, never fail to smile, to laugh and have some fun. It's puts life in you, positive vibes that gives hope and joy. I wish worries could change one's situation to better, pay bills and make one comfortable but the truth is, it multiples the problem to problems. Worries multiples problem like unpaid debt that accumulate with time and each time you think of it, it's gives you headache and fatigue or probably make you sad. Why multiple your problems when you can make yourself happy. Happiness is a choice, you choose to be happy or to remain sad. It can't be forced on you. Happiness is within you not with anyone else. Don't expect someone to make you happy. You have to make yourself happy. If people can't treat you right the way you want, then why hanging on with them. Celebrate your success, celebrate people's success too. People's good news shouldn't make you sad.
Don't let your situation turn your into a bitter soul or a frustrated souls who would just be living to frustrate others. Give out the little you have, don't always receive and never gives back expecting to get everything from people. Give and give more. There is this overflowing joy that exist in giving, you won't understand until you experience it.
Spend your free time with lovable people. People who wouldn't drive you away from their home, people who can put a smile on your face. I so much love babies, just wonderful creatures that when you look at them, the whole pains and bitterness is gone. You can have a baby or help take care of your neighbour or sister's baby or probably adopt if you have the resources.
They was a time in my life I sober, I shrink into my shell and cried all day for a change of a terrible father. He restricted and limited all aspects of my life. I was so timid, I had no friend, no one to talk to. I had problems socializing with people. I was so lonely and bitter. Then I thought my happiness was in his hands and I tried so much to please him, to make him happy so I could be happy too. It never worked out. I stopped because it seemed my life was dependent on him and without him I couldn't survive. I had to beg for everything I wanted including my own happiness? I stopped, I made myself happy first before any other being. My happiness was only in my hands, not in anyone else. Because he paid my bills and feed me, he used those chances to ruin my life, limit my life and take away my joy and happiness. I want to tell you today that life is too short, life is too short to be too soft and make people treat you like an asshole. Life is too short to make people dictate your life and how you should live when you are a grown adult, life is too short for fellow human like you to treat you anyhow so he could be master and head of the house. I became human, I saw myself as a human and not a slave. Life is too short to be sad and bitter.
Life is full of choices, but I wish you choose to be happy.
Don't let your situation turn your into a bitter soul or a frustrated souls who would just be living to frustrate others. Give out the little you have, don't always receive and never gives back expecting to get everything from people. Give and give more. There is this overflowing joy that exist in giving, you won't understand until you experience it.
Spend your free time with lovable people. People who wouldn't drive you away from their home, people who can put a smile on your face. I so much love babies, just wonderful creatures that when you look at them, the whole pains and bitterness is gone. You can have a baby or help take care of your neighbour or sister's baby or probably adopt if you have the resources.
They was a time in my life I sober, I shrink into my shell and cried all day for a change of a terrible father. He restricted and limited all aspects of my life. I was so timid, I had no friend, no one to talk to. I had problems socializing with people. I was so lonely and bitter. Then I thought my happiness was in his hands and I tried so much to please him, to make him happy so I could be happy too. It never worked out. I stopped because it seemed my life was dependent on him and without him I couldn't survive. I had to beg for everything I wanted including my own happiness? I stopped, I made myself happy first before any other being. My happiness was only in my hands, not in anyone else. Because he paid my bills and feed me, he used those chances to ruin my life, limit my life and take away my joy and happiness. I want to tell you today that life is too short, life is too short to be too soft and make people treat you like an asshole. Life is too short to make people dictate your life and how you should live when you are a grown adult, life is too short for fellow human like you to treat you anyhow so he could be master and head of the house. I became human, I saw myself as a human and not a slave. Life is too short to be sad and bitter.
Life is full of choices, but I wish you choose to be happy.
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