Through the life that I have lived so far, pain is a constant; never ending. So how am I happy? It's because although it is constant certain people make us forget. Certain things make us forget. And we get this feeling of happiness! I hit 3 particular low points in my life. I contemplated on ending the pain by taking my life but I always realized that there is no point. Right at that last second I realized that pain is temporary in a sense because we have breaks. My house when I was really young was hell. I was beaten with any little wrong act and screamed at for being myself. I was dehumanized. My happiness was at school. I got bullied and picked on, but I had 3 friends. Tyler, Brett, and Alec. No matter what! No matter what. They were here for me and loved them like my siblings. I couldn't leave them. They made me happy and so lived and breathed off of them and you know what happened? Everything. My mom divorced the asshole of a stepfather and he promised her to change and she went back to him. He changed. He barely even yelled.
The moral of this all? Things change and although pain is a constant. It can also be blinded by happiness.
