Drifting into the arena of the unwell. *They say, "when you are not happy with yourself, you can never make anyone happy."* I truly believe this. Feeling unwell is the worst feeling, no matter for what reason we feel like that. It's not just sitting there and going gradually. This feeling sometimes takes over our positive thoughts. You may say, it's because you are too weak to deal with life. Yeah, maybe! I know I'm not strong enough. But isn't it hard for anyone to go through unwellness for long? I feel that I sometimes lose the power to spread happiness. I can smell the toxicity. But we humans are so fragile, no clueless and defenseless that we can't take control all the time even if we are pretty sure about what to do. The unfortunate thing is, I see I'm not the only one...
img https://unsplash.com/photos/T9THJMIIMPM **We are drifting into the arena of unwellness. There's no peace within us. Social comparison is killing us every day - inside and out, we are becoming more and more self-centric but losing control over us to find true happiness.** It's cycling like a disease. A silent killer that is capturing our spirit. I see the lifeless faces every day. Everyone is running, showing their happiness. But when you truly make others comfortable to open up about life, that becomes a different story. Do you feel the same, face the same? I feel like, no one is happy while we could be much happier with all this. *I question myself, why so? Why do I feel empty inside? Why do my friends, he or she feel the same? What we are lacking?* The answer is not certain. We have almost everything, enough things that should make us happy. Maybe it's because of our social system, maybe because we are too materialistic, it can be because we became less grateful, less connected to true life. There could be many reasons but that doesn't mean this is normal. We can't always be happy. But carrying the unwell feeling inside and pretending is not a solution. The solution is sure in our hands. We just need to be more focused on what matters most in life. Except it's hard in every way possible.
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It's not easy to pretend that we are ok but we still do it anyway, pretending everythings ok and smile even if were hurting inside. Why? coz we must go on, we can't just sulk and cry in the corner waiting for someone to help us. We have to deal with our sorrow and help ourselves to get up and stand again or else we will get drown in our own sorrow.