Originally written on January 26/09.
You can't make me happy. You will never make me happy.
Because that would mean that my happiness depends on you. And it doesn't. Not in the least. It never can and it never will.
As soon as I decide that my happiness depends on you, I've just set myself up for disappointment. As soon as I've placed expectations on you, I've sealed my fate on blaming you for my unhappiness.
The only person that can make me happy ... is me. Me and me alone. Not my mother. Not my father. Not my friends. Or any children I may have. Not even the person who I'm supposed to spend the rest of my life with.
You can make me laugh. And you can make me smile. But you can't make me happy.
Edit - March 3/09 (12:27 am)
I have nothing more to add.
7 hours ago
19 comments:
wise words. bravo.
Amen and Amen!! I wish more people understood this!!!
SO. true.
Amen!
Isn't it great that, six weeks later, you don't feel the need to make any revisions? We sometimes tend to stray from our convictions with the passage of time - I'm impressed that you are still standing firm. Well done.
well said!
This is one of the hardest thing I've ever had to learn as an adult. My happiness is in my control only. And it's something that I wish a few other adults in my life would learn.
Those are some really powerful words. Learning to be your own source of happiness is a wonderful thing. Thank you for sharing.
(I'm a new reader, by the way!)
Bravo my dear!
I agree completely.
Except for French fries. They also make me happy.
I am controlled by fried potato...
I've often worried that there's loneliness in being the only one who can make me happy. But it's probably healthier to realize how much freedom there is in that.
It's kinda like coffee.
Adding flavors, milk, sugar, et al can enhances it, but you either like it or you don't. No matter what anyone else tells you, only you alone will decide to say yeah, meh, or blech.
I guess it's like The Hills as well.
I love this edit, "I have nothing more to add". I'm not sure why, but it made me chuckle.
You're dead right about this though. Happiness is about yourself. If I'm unhappy it's mainly because of myself and the mean stuff I've said to others. It's all internal. When I'm happy, I dream about unicorns and butterflies.
I agree with you up to a point. But at times, you're slapped with circumstances you can't change which mar your outlook on happiness no matter how much you try to stay happy. And you lose that control. I hope you never have to face that.
I don't think that will ever neccessitate a re-write...
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Fuck that guy! Oh wait.
It ended up being nice.
Oh well.
Great post!! Me likey. :)
Hi, I'm dropping a comment to tell you I do not have a new blog location. Hold me!
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