Which one is it, do you think?

There’s something that I’ve noticed on Facebook. When you’re sad and depressed and if you write something to that effect, people are all over you. Then you start to get happy, the less then you hear from people. It might be just me? I don’t know if anyone else has noticed it? The only way you seem to get attention from people again is if you post like a selfie of yourself when you look all fabulous. I don’t mean the people that like everything because they want to sleep with that person.

I’m not saying people revel in others misery, but do you think that people almost want people to be upset, because it makes them feel better about their own lives, or at least makes them appreciate their life more? When they see that someones happy, what’s the point, almost?

I have been noticing that I get a lot more attention when I’m sad and don’t know what to do, whereas when I write happy post. Especially when I write about conquering something to do with my anxiety, or even just improving with something…It’s nearly zippo.

I’ve stopped caring so much about it, but it’s really incredibly frustrating. On one hand it’s great that people want to be there for you. But I want to celebrate my happy moments and the moments where I realise how far I’ve come. I don’t want to be miserable to get people to notice me.

Is it incredibly selfish of me, to want this?

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Share Your World…Week 26

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Share Your World

In a car would you rather drive or be a passenger?

I rather be a passenger mainly because I get sick in cars and I can feel free to move about and open/close windows, distract myself. However, being the drive means that I can drive where ever I want,lol.

If you were handed free opera tickets, would you go or sell them? Why?

It honestly depends on the opera, there are some that I do want to see.

Describe your own outlook on life in seven words or less. (NOTE:  does not necessarily have to be a sentence.)

Realist Idealist, one tablespoon of hippiness.

Which would you prefer:  a wild, turbulent life filled with joy, sorrow, passion, and adventure–intoxicating successes and stunning setbacks; or a contented bordering on happy, secure, predictable life surrounded by friends and family without such wide swings of fortune and mood?

The contented bordering on happy. Mainly because I feel like I have finally found this after a life of joy, sorrow, passion etc.