I cry. I cry a lot. When I failed
an exam, I cried. When I did something stupid, I cried. When a fight happens, I
cry.
Over time, I realized why I
cried. It was because I was scared of all the bad things that happened around me.
I couldn’t control when they were going to happen. I was afraid that I would
have to awkwardly observe these bad things happen.
Then I realized something. These
bad things happen for a reason. They may be out of my control, but that doesn’t
mean I have to cry. I can instead stare at the situation and observe. Observe
what happened. Observe how it happened. Observe why it happened. Maybe I can
learn something about it. Maybe the bad things occur because they are trying to
teach me something.
Maybe, all these negative
situations surround me because they are an obstacle to true happiness.