"Happy or sad?"
𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑢𝑙𝑡. 𝑁𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦. 𝑁𝑜 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑢𝑛𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦. 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢. 𝐼𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑦𝑜𝑢.
𝗕𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴.
Happiness and sadness.
Two words that are the opposite of the other.
Perhaps everyone has met during their life, existence.
We cried at the funeral or at the bad news and actions of others that caused us pain.
But they also cried with sheer happiness. Good news, memorable moments, or just looking at the person in front of you and telling yourself how lucky you are to be in their arms.
When you look around, look at how many of them have smiles on their faces... but how do you know which one is real? Because better than explaining your problems, you put on a smile and no one notices anything. So simple that gesture, that one smile how much it can bring. Still, it's so easy to fool.
Smiling and feeling nothing is like eating food that turns to ashes in your mouth.
𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭.
𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭.
𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙩𝙤 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜. 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣.
𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.
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