Am I alone in my thinking or just alone in thinking I am alone? I guess we all feel the same sometimes?
The better the things appear – well, are we just learning to fake it better and better?
Would that be to say that no one is truly happy? That would be a really silly thing to say.
I just don’t think any of us are quite as happy as we sometimes make out we are.
Which in turn means we are never quite as unhappy as we say we are either.
Some people just like to moan.
And some people just like to pretend.
Which are you? Do you pretend? I think sometimes that maybe that is the way to go but then inevitably you have days where you realise your whole world is fake and fickle and it’s just another thing you have been pretending.
The world is full of hypocrisies. Nothing like human nature for hypocritical behaviour. Take these celebrities that pretend they are like SO happy with the way they look and just think you should be kind to your self and then you find out the nut job diets they go on, how hungry they normally are, what a state their body is in and all the plastic surgery they have done.
Or the books they claim to have written.
Or the fashion lines they claim to design.
Or the perfumes they pretend to create.
All the ‘friends’ they claim to have.
The list goes on and on and on.
But you? Well you the average Jo who works 9 – 5, scrap that no doubt works 8 – 6 and barely gets by, but you, if you have some real friends, if you wrote that book or did that drawing……maybe you actually have more! Did you ever think about it like that?
Maybe you really don’t have to live in this pretend world where your name and face is just a brand.
You really can just be you! Real. Cold feet and all!