What makes a person happy? Is it getting what they've always dreamed for?
I think I have all I've dreamed for. A loving family, great best friends, a good boyfriend, & a generally okay life.
But if a person has what they've always wanted, won't they find things they wish they could have over & over again?
I think I'm asking for more & more. Not particularly from 1 person or 1 group. Just generally more things that I'm selfish enough to trick myself into thinking that it'll make me happier than I am now.
What's happiness?
Happiness: state of well-being characterized by emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy
^ How does someone even get to that?
My ' happiness ' is a facade full of lies, false illusions, broken hopes, faded dreams, misleading information..
I don't even think this blog makes sense. Gah. Basically. I'm slowly starting to get depressed again, more & more. I hate it. I've been through this shit so many times & it's so hard to get out of. Like around people, I'm fine. 'Cuz there's distractions to get my mind off of thinking. But if I'm in a classroom not paying attention, or at my house by myself; I start thinking.. 'bout life in general. All the faults, missing pieces, yearnings. Basically to sum it up. FML.
I think I have all I've dreamed for. A loving family, great best friends, a good boyfriend, & a generally okay life.
But if a person has what they've always wanted, won't they find things they wish they could have over & over again?
I think I'm asking for more & more. Not particularly from 1 person or 1 group. Just generally more things that I'm selfish enough to trick myself into thinking that it'll make me happier than I am now.
What's happiness?
Happiness: state of well-being characterized by emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy
^ How does someone even get to that?
My ' happiness ' is a facade full of lies, false illusions, broken hopes, faded dreams, misleading information..
I don't even think this blog makes sense. Gah. Basically. I'm slowly starting to get depressed again, more & more. I hate it. I've been through this shit so many times & it's so hard to get out of. Like around people, I'm fine. 'Cuz there's distractions to get my mind off of thinking. But if I'm in a classroom not paying attention, or at my house by myself; I start thinking.. 'bout life in general. All the faults, missing pieces, yearnings. Basically to sum it up. FML.
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