Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Unhappy Girl (and boy)

Everyone gets depressed from time to time. Of anyone, I certainly understand that. Everyone gets sad from time to time. I certainly do. It's part of being human. Sometimes it's just brain chemistry. Sometimes we lose someone we love. Sometimes, well...who knows. However, mostly people are in a general state of happiness, even if they don't really know they are.


I have a couple of friends, though, that have made it their life's mission to be miserable and unhappy every day. They literally can't find anything to be happy about. Nothing. If someone offers them reasons why there is reason to cheer up, they ALWAYS have some sort of come back as to why it just can't happen. These people clearly do not WANT to be happy. They don't WANT to even TRY to have a better outlook on life. It seems as if they view life as just something that have to endure just to get to their death.


I live with clinical depression. I have lost a child. I have lost my father. I have had some pretty awful things happen in my life. I know how difficult it can be to find the bright side of life. I understand. I have spent years feeling the crushing weight of every awful thing that life can bring. I hurt inside and felt so worthless that I didn't feel that I could go on. I still struggle with this today. However, when I lost my child I made the decision that I would honor her memory by finding something to be happy about every damn day. I choose to embrace life. Every moment that I'm alive is a moment to celebrate. So while I still get depressed and sad and having feelings of self doubt, I push through those feelings and find a reason to smile, a reason to laugh.


Because life really isn't worth living if you can't allow yourself happiness. Life isn't worth living without embracing the wonder of this world.


I can choose to be bitter, angry, and unhappy or I can embrace every moment and dance through life. I don't want to be remembered as unhappy. I want people to remember that I had a zest for life. I want people to remember that I fought my way to a better life and a better outlook. I want people to only picture me smiling and laughing when they remember me.



How do you want to be remembered?

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