The first time it was pointed out, I took it rather lightly and didn’t think much about it. My girlfriend had come over and said she could tell that I seemed happier, apparently when she used to come over I would be like “hheeyyy” and just blah in general. A few days later I was talking with my sister after Thanksgiving and it went something like this: "I like that you're happy again, I missed you.” It’s weird to hear people say things like this when you think you were happy and that nothing really changed. However, that wasn’t the last time I heard this, just today, my mom pointed out that her daughter was back; that I was laughing and joking again just like I used to and how nice it was.
It makes me sad to hear and know that everyone around me had to endure and just watch me be miserable, hold there tongue because it wasn’t there place to speak up. More importantly, it makes me wonder who I have been and when the "happy me” officially disappeared. I try to think back and put a finger on the exact time my life wasn’t what it used to be. The more I think about it, the more I realize that it doesn’t matter and that the past is the past and I have all the time in the world to joke and annoy all the people around me just like I used to.
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