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'I'm Happy For You.Really!'

Being happy is so overrated!


Human beings pursue happiness as if it were gold,(it would be if it were obtainable). Worse still, it so short-lived,one constantly needs to seek things to fill up that 'happiness'. (So exhausting). So my question is,what the hell will a person be thinking when they say, 'I'm happy for you!'. Really?

What amount of happiness in one person's life that could lead them to being happy for the next person. I always question when a person says, 'I'm happy for you!'. What are you happy about? Have I personally indicated that I am happy, or it's an assumption, because something presumably 'good' has occurred? Oh and that 'really' some people tend to emphasise. Is that a way of convincing oneself that you really mean it.

I can recall the number of times I have said,'I'm happy for you',whilst trying to suppress the 'Incredible Hulk' in me.(And putting all restraint from pulling out the middle finger).I think that the statement should actually be,'Really!Am I happy for you?'.It's not jealousy at such,but really,unless there is a very good reason why one should share the next person's so-called 'joy',it is meaningless to say that you are 'really' happy for them.

Someone,or a couple who have struggled to have a child,and they finally conceived and have a child.Yes,be happy for them.Someone who was bedridden,and they make full recovery.Be happy for them.Or a person who has had so much bad luck in their life and their fortune changes,of course be happy for them.Those are sensible reasons to share the same or even greater levels of happiness.One would have understood the trials those individuals would have gone through.But someone who's just adding more to what they already have like material things,finances,getting cosmetic surgery,blah,blah,etc,seriously?*rolling eyes*

Being happy for someone should be meaningful,and heartfelt without envy,or grudges.It should not be merely a politically correct statement that we have been brought up to say when congratulating others.If you don't mean it,don't say it,even if it is polite.

'I'm happy for you!.Really I am.And it is with hope that you really are happy.You are at peace.And I hope and pray that you are consistently happy.'

Eldom: When you are truly happy for others,then your own happiness is fulfilled.

P.S: Always write your own love story.

Ciao!

Lady E

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