Happiness

Sometimes it's hard to be happy for other people...like the racist, sexist jackass who gets the promotion instead of you. Or the lying, cheating hypocrite who everybody holds up as a shining example of virtue and goodness.

Or the one you loved once upon a time who gets married, has children, and lives happily ever after while you come home to your empty bed every night.

As for the first two examples, you can be pleased with yourself for not being like those people, and being true to your own values.

The problem with the third example, is you want to be like them. You want that life. You're jealous. Probably not really because they're marrying someone else--unless they dumped you and stomped on your heart and you never recovered, yet for some reason you still think they're perfect for you--but because someone else found what you're looking for.

So, I could mope around about the fact that some guy I've been infatuated with since I was about 9 years old just had a son with his completely gorgeous wife. Or I can just keep looking for that life for myself, and trust that I'll find it with someone who truly wants that life with me as well.

After I watch South Park, of course. Gotta have priorities.

And a tiny bit of free advice...regardless of their reaction, you'll never regret telling someone how you feel as much as you'll regret not telling them how you feel. Wondering what could have been is worse than feeling like a fool...at least the latter is temporary.

Posted by Jennifer at December 4, 2004 01:40 AM