HAPPINESS
SEEKING HAPPINESS IN THE LOT. THEN: Then, I used to ask myself one question repeatedly; "Why can't I be happy?". I used to cry myself to sleep at night, hoping to get a shoulder to lean on. But it was always myself shielding my own tears, my own sorrows, my own grief--just me. With time I came to terms with the fact that, I can never be happy. "Maybe happiness wasn't meant for me" were the words I used in consoling myself. I entered into several romantic relationships with the hope of finding happiness. The other person making me happy. But what happens in the end? I become worse--more broken, more hurt and worst of all; unhappy. I searched for happiness in people. I looked elsewhere for excitement, for joy, for peace. NOW: "When people say they love you, you expect they mean it. When you give your trust to those you care about, you expect they will...