You know how it’s so easy to write about things when you feel shit-shaped? Like, the state of your mind, the depths of your depression… being melancholy & being with a keyboard or pen+paper would seem to agree with each other so well.

But when you’re happy it’s such a simple thing, people hardly write as much about it explaining how or why compared to feeling on the other end of the spectrum. Did you ever go through your paper journals and realised your writing tastes mostly bitter? This morning I woke up trying to figure out why. It’s probably the same reasons why all the dramas win Oscars instead of the comedies, how two simple emotions tug at other people’s heartstrings so differently.

Being upset is so complex, maybe our first thought is to just get it all out. “I’m really upset” doesn’t cut it, it’s usually “I’m really upset and this is why, this is how it happened, this is my reaction to it, this is my foresight, I’ll spell it all out for you and for me because I really really really need to get it off me right now.” Something like that.

I’d think being happy is equally complex too. But it doesn’t get exposure in the same way the anti-feeling does. Maybe when we’re happy we’d rather not elaborate. Either we’re afraid we’ll jinx it, or it’s such a basic emotion that why ruin things by trying to flesh it out? “I’m happy. I’m really happy.”

I’m happy.
I’m really happy right now & there’s nothing I would change & no other people I’d rather have in my atmosphere.

See that doesn’t do it justice somehow. Maybe I should’ve stuck to “I’m happy. I’m really happy.” and leave it to those who read to draw parallels to their own happyreallyhappy moments. It works better that way. Like how Oscars just look so much better on dramas.