Sometimes I wonder if faking happiness is a right thing to do...
Lately I’ve been doing everything I can to keep myself away from negative thoughts and feelings, in order to avoid as much as possible to fall again into a gloomy, depressive mood… (Of course, the anti depressants I take help a lot!)
When I’m with my family, or when I chat with my few friends, I try to smile, to seem cheerful and optimistic, so I can contribute to make others’ day at least a bit better, to spread a positive attitude among the people I love… I mean, I do things like taking nice photos and upload them to Instagram and Facebook… I like to share funny and interesting stuff with everyone. Heck! That’s the reason of the existence of my main blog, there I post about the many fascinating facts that science has discovered, intelectual curiosities, and such… I like to always show the best part of me to the world…
But is that really fine?… Even if it’s for something good, and with the best intentions… Wouldn’t it be dishonest? Isn’t it to be lying to everyone, and to myself?
I’ve always thought that the best way to make yourself happy is by helping others to be happy as well… But, yet again… How much good will it do if the happiness and positive mood I spread are nothing but a mere illusion? If deep down inside of me there’s only sorrow and misery resulting from the realization of the tragedies of this life? Is it that in reality, joy itself is just a beautiful delusion in a cruel world like this one?
Sometimes I just gaze into the cosmos in the night sky, and wonder, desperately searching for an answer in the stars… Yeah, as if I were to find it there…










