The Happiness She Seeked

She did not believe in being negative, or in complaining. The kind of person who kept her problems mostly to herself and strive to solve them with help from no one. After all, this is what life had taught her. To be strong, to never give up. She helped friends who were in distress, helping people made her feel content. The people who she thought to be selfish were not that bad after all. They had their reasons for reacting negatively to situations. Life was to be blamed and not them. She was glad she realised this. Sooner than later, added a little voice in her head.

Her friend was depressed and was miles away from her family and thus she was her only support. Suddenly, the importance of family came rushing down upon her as her father announced to take her and her sibling out to a restaurant. That day, even the thought of food did not make her happy. One would think that when exposed to a sort of treatment over a period of time, would not evoke any kind of feelings. Wrong. The wound was deep. She knew that it would heal someday, it is only a matter of time. But it would leave behind a scar. A scar. She looked at herself in the mirror and thought if she should start counting all the scars, but she had to push that thought deep into her unconscious again. Which meant more sleepless nights, many more nightmares. She could hear the blare of the horn. Dad. They were waiting for her.

As she looked out the window of the car, she thought to herself that negativity was such a waste of time and it is definately not worth it. Positivity means having expectations but what if those expectations were not met? Nevertheless, she decided to not sway from her principles, she would be positive as much as she could. "Negativity only attracts negativity", she had been told.

Fighting back her tears, she sent a text message to her friend, the one who had said she wants company. Of course she agreed to stay with her till she feels fine. At the end of the day, I have my family, my animals, to turn to and my friend had no one but me, she thought to herself. And she knew what it felt like to not have anyone to talk to when you need them the most, because she had experienced it. The only thing that kept her going were her animals. She would spread happiness. By being there for someone who needed her. By being someone else's reason to smile. At the end of the day, she would be happy to have brought a smile on a friend's face. 

As for her, she will learn to survive as long as the animals continue to exist.. She knew how to keep herself busy and to not give all those people a thought who did not reciprocate her care. She knew of her goals. For, she was focused and nothing could stop her.