It would be called Noloft
or maybe coxbloxcin.
I still remember your other thread… lol lol lol
Or they could play this song in psychiatric hospitals to help people “snap out of it”
What’s-a matter you? Hey!
Gotta no respect.
What-a you t’ink you do?
Why you look-a so sad?
It’s-a not so bad,
it’s-a nice-a place.
Ah, shaddap-a you face!
My man who passed away used to play that song all the time. Thanks for the memories.
I meant my NAN not MAN. My nan used to play that song all the time.
Unfortunately all the overly happy people I knew turned out to actually be very, very sad on the inside. I have also used strong optimism and cheerfulness to hide pain a lot in my life.
I WAS happy and grateful (in the past) despite having taking some seriously shytty lightening strikes in my day. I was in a very good place and had a beautiful, healthy family. Oddly, I received resentment from people during my happiest times. They would take little petty shots at me and things like that trying to make me sad or mad. Some people don’t like happy people. Now that I struggle with depression, I don’t get that resentment anymore. People are more apt to leave you alone when you’re ‘already down’. They don’t have to ‘knock’ you down.