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More Unhappy With Myself Than You Are Unhappy With Me
“What are you happy about?”
You always have either a grim or infuriated look on your face.
Truth be told, I have always been unhappy and to answer your question, I wasn’t happy at all.
You wondered why I decided to force myself to smile and wave bye to you and wish you a nice outing. You wondered what I had to be ‘happy’ about when I don’t have any societal status or big income coming in in droves.
I thought that I could put on a positive face for you because you are always either sour or bitter. I thought that such a face would have lightened the atmosphere in this house.
In all honesty, I always frown. I always find myself wanting to lash out.
It’s maybe sad, in a way, that you certainly see me with a deep frown on my face and it puzzles me that there is a huge possibility that you would rather see me look upset than try to smile to somehow make you feel better.
Or, maybe it shouldn’t baffle me since everyone responds differently; some may feel better when others around them are angry with them about the current situation that they face together, and some may prefer cheering up.
Maybe you just happen to prefer that I am absolutely distraught and seething with anger about our…
