I no way feel that my life is more significant than others. In fact, my life is not significant at all. I live a happy life because I choose a happy life. And though a happy life can sometimes be lonely, I am Woman enough to realize that I am my own happiness. And since I create my own happiness, that does in fact also mean I am capable to create my own heart aches.
I do not purposely get into these moods simply because I choose to. But to have such a melancholy mind like mine, it is inevitable I tell ya. It is clear to me that I am a negative person. I see things from a perspective that will probably result in disappointment or failure. And to others it may seem like this is a horrible way to look at things, it the best that I can do for myself.
My life is a series of disappointing events and the way I get through it is to accept it and move on. Very little do I complain, out loud that is, and very little do I ever try and expose the sadness of my life.
But with that being said, I am sad at this very moment for reasons that aren’t to be told. And I am completely okay with that because I will make the best of my sadness and be appreciative of every happy thing in my life.