i’m looking at one of the pictures in my whatever number of facebook photos. as is the norm, people are smiling widely with their teeth flashing, or making “sexy” poses. everyone looks happy. but anyone who knows people that there are few people who are generally happy. behind every face their is a story, behind every smiling party person, is a struggling youngish 20-something. disappointment, fear, guilt, shame, sadness, misery, struggle. these glossy photos dont tell those stories.

i look at my photos. some on the beach, some in the pub, some at home. all of them i see myself and my friends laughing and enjoying. what about the sad times? what about the times when we hold each other and cry? what about the times when it seems like fate is playing against us? what about the times when we try to so hard for something, and poof, it slips right out of our hands. what about the times when we lose someone we love? what about the times when our actions bring nothing but disappointment or agony to someone who cares?what about the times when the world makes us feel worthless… i could go on but i’m sure anyone who is reading this will relate to one or the other story.

call me selfish but i want everyone to be happy so that i can be happy. because i cannot stand seeing some one i care about suffer. but in base reality, i wanna be convinced that true happiness does exist, despite the negative emotions… despite the loses, the blows, the hurts, the falls, the shocks and the sorrow we might experience. i want to know that smiles we see on people faces in their facebook profile last longer than the instant the photo was taken…. i wanna be convinced that happiness is not a fool’s dream

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