Are we really happy or is it all a myth? How do we trick ourselves into being happy?How do we trick ourselves into believing that there will be a good outcome out of a bad one?
For most people that is the question. For a long time now I've been so comforted by my sadness that the idea of happiness is very much full of fear. There's always a chance things get shaky. I believe it's my job as a faithful believer to follow his will. He didn't put me in this path if it weren't for good reason.
If I had to learn anything from my father's passing it was most defiantly that life can change in an instant. I guess that's why I was so afraid of moving on, Why I was so afraid of living.
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