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Dear Lovely.

Dear Lovely,

Let's talk about being happy.

It's weird how somedays we wake up and feel like we can take on the world all on our own but feel like the biggest and smelliest sack of shit the next.

Why do we do that? Better yet, how do we do that? What could possibly possess our ill-fated brains to make us self-loathe enough to want to die.

Good Gonzales I've had those moments.

You've had those moments.

We, the entire human population, have had those moments.

It's not something to be proud of-but it's all apart of being human and we must learn to accept it.

The key to being happy is specifically accepting our emotions.

We get it, you get sad, you get angry, you want to rip your eyeballs out of your socket.

It's life.

Accepting your flaws-that's the easy part.

Getting everyone to accept your flaws and not caring if they do or don't is the hard part. We all can pretend we don't give a shit about other people's opinions but we do.

Damnit we do, and I hate it.

I can barely get into an argument without taking someone's insult to heart.

Why do I do that? I don't know. It's because I may or may not be a little wiener, and I say that because I have already accepted the fact that I get emotional sometimes.

"It's just your low self-esteem, Bobbie.."

Sorry to break it to you, conscience, but I'm afraid it's just me being a little bitch.

Hey, I'm a girl.

We chicks gotta have our feelings or we wouldn't be able to feel the need to... reproduce.

I understand why you're feeling sad and worthless all the time - hell, I get told plenty enough times a day that I have a perfect life and dont have enough reasons to be sad whatsoever my entire life.

Bull, fūcking, shît, my friend.

I may have been extremely, extraordinarily blessed with a great family and outstanding potential for life, but no one should ever have the right or audacity to tell you it's not ok for you to be sad.

Go ahead, say it.

I dare you.

Regardless of who we are as a person: sex, age, religion; we get stressed out some times and sometimes that sends us into states of sadness.

Not depression, just sadness.

Now, I'm not sure if it's clinically proven that stress may cause depression (which it is btw) but depression is a mental disorder and has completely circumstances than what being merely sad feels like.

Nevermind, not merely. Truly sad.

Remember you have to try to be happy to stop feeling sad.

No way in hell are you going to wake up the next morning after trying to take 89 tablets of ibuprofen and feel like a bolt of sunshine in all your glory.

No, it's going to feel like the devil shit in your mouth because of all the negativity you seem to possess.

Also, remember that just because you're having a rough patch in your life IT DOES NOT mean you have a terrible life.