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Happiness
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Ongoing, First published Apr 16, 2015
Many people go through life LOOKING for HAPPINESS.  But what are they looking for actually?
Happiness cannot be found!  Nobody and nothing can MAKE us happy for long.
Happiness can be thought of as a by-product of doing things we either enjoy doing or that are necessary to others and that give us a good feeling.
Small daily habits can be changed, so as to notice the positive, wonderful things and people around us. By DOING... ACTING... CHOOSING... we become stronger and much more satisfied deep within.
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I gave the best of myself to someone who didn't have anything to lose. I didn't know how to avoid my lover's toxic and abusive flames. My lover's twisted words were like a maze inside of my head that I couldn't escape. Sadly, my lover's actions hypnotized my thoughts and paralyzed my thinking. I learned the hard way that love isn't leaning in for a kiss, and a fist meets you halfway. Love isn't being a punching bag because someone decided they wanted to beat on you today. Love isn't saying I love you just because someone wants to keep you to themselves. I tried to be there for my lover, but I learned it is impossible to fix the broken pieces when the glass has shattered. There will always be pieces that are not repairable. However, I kept going right back to the person who I needed to walk away from. I was afraid, and I wasn't brave enough to wake up from this nightmare! I made the choice to suffer when life is meant to be lived and enjoyed. Will I find the courage to know my worth and know that I deserve better than the distasteful lies that are whispered in my ears? Will I have the strength to fight my insecurities? Will, I set myself free, or will I let my love be the death of me?