For the past week, I’ve been meaning to get some things off my chest. I’ve been having a low mood. Probably the lowest I’ve felt in a long time. This isn’t something I often admit to myself. I don’t think I’ve ever said this out loud and truly meant it.
I see it as admitting defeat. I’m supposed to be the happy one who has it all together, yet here I am crumbling. I’d try to focus on the most basic of tasks. Putting on a fake smile just to fool myself into thinking that I’m okay.
It never works, I’d often crawl back into bed a few minutes later, hiding away the world. It’ll be better tomorrow. I just need some rest. The next day comes and I try to be happy again putting on a fake smile. The cycle just endlessly repeats itself.
Today, I ask myself. Why are we so obsessed with being happy all the time? Could this be the reason why I’ve been having a low mood for a while? Do I need to be happy all the time?Continue reading “Low Mood And The Obsession With Happiness: A Toxic Relationship”