Is this my way of fighting happiness?

Not happy? Got problems?

Do you sometimes find problems with your life when everyone else seems to have them? Do you think if you didn't have problems you wouldn't be normal, you wouldn't fit in, and you certainly wouldn't have anything to talk about?

Misery loves company. What about you? Do you love company so much you create misery-filled problems?

Or have you bought the idea that being happy is somehow wrong?

What if being happy were OK? What if it were more than OK? Would you choose it and find new company? 

So next time you think you have a problem, ask "Is this my way of fighting happiness?"

Would you be willing to choose how you'd really like to be, even if you have to smile on your own for a while until you infect others?