But that requires you knowing what makes you happy. I’ve been depressed so long that almost nothing makes me happy anymore - especially with Nero actively burning down Rome all around us.
I totally get that. Trust me, I’ve so been there (and the current climate doesn’t help).
It took me a while to realize that 9 times out of 10, what brings me happiness is listening to a song I like. Sometimes even a sad song. Something that can make me feel an emotion.
We need to do small - tiny - things that bring us some modicum of joy on a regular basis, otherwise the bad guys win.
I refuse to lay down my arms, and a part of that is continuing to fight for moments of happiness.
But that requires you knowing what makes you happy. I’ve been depressed so long that almost nothing makes me happy anymore - especially with Nero actively burning down Rome all around us.
I totally get that. Trust me, I’ve so been there (and the current climate doesn’t help).
It took me a while to realize that 9 times out of 10, what brings me happiness is listening to a song I like. Sometimes even a sad song. Something that can make me feel an emotion.
We need to do small - tiny - things that bring us some modicum of joy on a regular basis, otherwise the bad guys win.
I refuse to lay down my arms, and a part of that is continuing to fight for moments of happiness.
Existing is resisting.