The Truth about Happiness

All fled, all done, so lift me on the pyre;The feast is over and the lamps expire.
Robert E Howard

Maybe we're not supposed to be happy. This persistent internal struggle and frustration at why why why it had to be me and why can't life just give me a break and why do we have to resist bad temptations or fight for our rights or grapple for a good thing to stay or face battles everyday…Maybe we have to be brutally honest to ourselves, distinguish between the really bad shit and the shit, and be happy that we don't have to put up with too much shit and move on. And maybe we're just supposed to be thankful for the things we'll never know happened. No offence to anybody out there, but the old favorite optimistic chestnuts like " learn from your mistakes" or "everything's a lesson" and all that is just bull which, if you say to someone who's feeling really down, then it just makes them want to punch you in the face (have you ever been in a situation when you've been feeling soo bad and someone tells you "take it easy!" or "relax!" or anything like that and you felt like telling them to just stuff it? That's what I mean – it doesn't help.)

I really think that the best thing you can tell someone who is going through hard times that they just have to go through it, and that there's no other way to get over something until it gets over with them. I mean, I believe that miracles happen as we move along with our lives. But I also believe that we never see them. Maybe it's because we close our eyes, maybe we are so busy looking at another direction and maybe it's because we are afraid to really be happy. Here's the fact that we're actually taught when we're 8 but fail to recognize as the best advice we're ever gonna get: "We can't go over it, we can't go under it, Oh no, we've got to go through it…"
There are a lot of hints for happiness going on, little sounds that sigh to us about the great things in life, but we're just so busy trying to pursue something that might have no good in it at all that we block out all sounds and sights and focus on the wrong thing.

I think that every crappy, shitty, nasty little thing that happens to us should be accepted and acknowledged as what it really is: something to throw us off our feet because face it, life's a bitch and she's having the time of her life taking the piss out of us. But here's what we're supposed to keep our minds focused on: the actuality that every day we have the nerve and even the audacity to face one more day knowing that there's only going to be more shit ahead of us…
Now that's something to be happy about.