Hello Everyone:
Sunday chill time. On Friday someone told me he wants to see me happy. Apparently this person has been reading some of the stuff I’ve been posting and decided I’m the saddest person in the world. I’m totally happy about my life but I am happy that I have a place to live and my basic needs met. Nothing to be too unhappy about. Yet, this person seems to be under the impression that I’m not so he made it his job to make me happy. It’s no one’s job to make me happy. That’s my job. Yes, I argue with my mum and miss my Brit BF but you know what, I’m good with that. It sounds crazy but unless I any changes, this is my life. Could I be happier? Yes, only if I make myself happy. So there. Now this person, if he reads this post, can stop making it his job to make make me happy. Oh and by the way, unless you join my circle, you will not be able to read the personal stuff anymore. If you want to read anything by me, log on to the other blog. I know this person reads that blog because he asks me about and I’m good with that. When I share personal stuff I don’t expect a response. Really I don’t. I’m always surprised when someone has a comment. Anyway, I don’t mean to rant.
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