(Or is the plural of “Happy” spelled “Happies”? The jury seems to be out on that question.)
This blog category is the journaling and journey-ing of my quest to say (with cautious sincerity) “Hello, Anxiety” and to take a look at the condition from my “me-andering” views.
I LOVE yellow. It’s such a standout HAPPY color.
I also love Happy. Happiness. Happier.
I even have a Happy Cup! Don’t you?
I like him because he’s always happy. No matter which way you turn or spin him. No matter what you put in him. Even hot coffee! Even with his fine line wrinkles (look at pic closely).
A contributing factor to my ongoing issue/challenge/frustration with anxiety is that I aspire to be that Happy Cup. After all, I write a blog named “NealEnJoy”! So when Unhappy (i.e., breathing difficulty, fear of nausea, etc.) comes a knockin, my first response is often to ignore it (as if) and with gritted teeth BE HAPPY. Or more honestly put, pretend to be happy.
This opposites-competing cognitive dissonance is not fun or … happy. Try though I do to keep happiness wound up.
Here’s my Happy Holder. What, you don’t have one?
He doesn’t turn around or spin in quite the same way as my Happy Cup.
And he irritatingly tells me that my blog should more truthfully be named “NealDoesn’tALWAYSEnJoy.” Because Neal (or anyone else) doesn’t always.
“Backside” thinks he’s so smart he even quotes Jung.
A DIFFICULT BUT TRUTHFUL LESSON.
But I have to confess that I still prefer Holder’s “front” side …