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Brainworks of a Braindead® Untitled Document

You are so mysterious and silent I wish I could Google your thoughts.  No one knows the places, countries you’ve been to.  No one knows the things you can do (expertly if not perfectly).  You are humble despite your accomplishments.  You are silent despite the intensity of your feelings… which I greatly adore about you.   You have that immense self-control and I find it all classy and noble.  Your social accounts have zero trace of your whereabouts and your thoughts.  And it is always nice to know, whenever we do catch up, how incredibly awesome your life actually is — No, how incredible you are as a person.  Who would have thought you’d be affiliated to Harvard or something? Or that you have your own businesses and investments at such a young age?  I am proud of you and I will always look up to you.

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The Pretense, Facade

The truth is, you are not.  Stop fooling yourself and others that you are happy.  Stop convincing others that you don’t care and you’re happy with that. 


If you’re genuinely happy, (1) you wouldn’t publicly announce it; it will simply show, (2) you wouldn’t be online all the time posting, well, I don’t really know what (at least that what’s Science says. Lol!), (3) happiness is contagious — and I only get bitter vibes from you.  Too defensive of the happiness you feel.  Plus you seem to be justifying your so-called happiness. I mean, c’mon man, it appears to be desperation of wanting people to see you as a happy person rather than you being truly happy.  It’s pitiful.

And may I just add this unsolicited advice: make (real) friends and treasure them.  

"…the results show people with strong social relationships increased their odds of survival over a certain time period by 50 percent, the researchers say."

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