“Ang lungkot naman ng buhay mo.” Your life is so sad, said a coworker to me after she read my blog.
It doesn’t mean that I’m sad all the time, because I’m not (not anymore, anyway — thanks, therapy!). I feel happiness, I see that there is something good in my life that is precious.
However, I can’t find the words to say how infinitely grateful I am for the joyful things in my life, so I don’t write about it. Most days I am happy — and I want to normalize it to the point that I don’t need to write about it. Besides, happiness is so sacred that I feel I’m trivializing it somehow by writing it down.
Maybe I should try harder to immortalize happy days on paper. Or maybe I should keep doing me because I’m perfectly fine this way.