Hello friends, how are you? I hope you're doing well. I'm doing fine too. My post today is going to be a lot of fun.
People often ask me, “How do you manage to smile so much?” To be honest, I sometimes wonder myself how I even laugh. Like a friend, you know how things are these days—whether it's your friends, relatives, or family, no one is there for you. And the stress… There are expectations people have of you, and when they shatter, you're already broken inside while outwardly appearing fine. Maybe that's why people think I'm so happy, when in reality I'm not okay on the inside.
My life isn't perfect either. There are some things I can't tell anyone; there are memories you just can't share. Maybe that's because I don't want anyone to see my pain—because, friends, the way things are these days, when people see your pain, instead of putting on a bandage, they laugh at you. People always treat you strangely. They behave strangely toward you.
As I've told you before, people assume that whoever laughs the most must be happy, but that's not the truth. Only you can understand your own pain; no one shares it with you. People stay with you only to pass the time. It's happened to me many times too—people first wound me They hurt me first, then ask my forgiveness, and I don't know why, but I end up forgiving them—and then those same people wound me again and walk away. And every time it happens, I just keep taking it. The same thing happens to you, too. I'm the one who's just enduring this pain.
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