Have you ever felt like you were being persecuted for something you didn't do. We all feel inferior at times bu that's not what I'm talking about but it relates to it. Do you remember when you were a kid, if you were popular you might not have had this problem, but there are times in our adult lives when we feel like we are being bullied just because. A while back I thought I was experiencing some kind of persecution complex, but I noticed it happening more and more in my day to day life. I would say that I am a happy person, and the way I look at it, the world is not a happy place! It seems so strange, but it is true, people who are miserable hate happy people. They even question your so called happiness, because they can not comprehend how they could be happy. Oh yes it is true, life is hard and we must be hard people at times, but can you tell me why is it a sin to be happy? Forget you, I like my misery, I can't make you happy, and you can't make me happy, why has it become a swear word? I know, unseen forces causing chaos in the world, you must work work work, work for the country, work for the higher good, work for one another, I'm not talking about selfishness. That could be it. I think if you think that happy people are just crazy, then I must be the most happy person in the world. I think allot of it has to do with education.
If you were brought up to feel guilty about being happy, when you meet someone who is truly happy you think that something is wrong with them. You only find joy every once and a while, and even then your joy turns slowly into rumination and self analysis, of others and you loose the joy or happiness that you felt was a delusion anyway. I'm sorry about that but you seem quite content that those happy people are really the ones who really don't know themselves in the first place, because if they truly knew who they really were they would hate themselves just like you hate your life. So on it goes, you believe that if you really knew who you were it would not lead to self acceptance, That doesn't lead to happiness though you thought that it did, really love for those who you hate leads to happiness, you think Jesus hated his enemies? I don't think he did and if God hated, by the way he didn't he too would be miserable. When you start to care for people you hate, miracle, you just might become one of those hated happy people you stare at and wonder "why should they be happy? Bully, right?
If you were brought up to feel guilty about being happy, when you meet someone who is truly happy you think that something is wrong with them. You only find joy every once and a while, and even then your joy turns slowly into rumination and self analysis, of others and you loose the joy or happiness that you felt was a delusion anyway. I'm sorry about that but you seem quite content that those happy people are really the ones who really don't know themselves in the first place, because if they truly knew who they really were they would hate themselves just like you hate your life. So on it goes, you believe that if you really knew who you were it would not lead to self acceptance, That doesn't lead to happiness though you thought that it did, really love for those who you hate leads to happiness, you think Jesus hated his enemies? I don't think he did and if God hated, by the way he didn't he too would be miserable. When you start to care for people you hate, miracle, you just might become one of those hated happy people you stare at and wonder "why should they be happy? Bully, right?
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