Monday, May 21, 2007

Never catch your daughter past sunset.

I actually started this last night because I was the only one awake, and it was really quiet and I was watching the news, listening to a light rain and just basically being content. Smoking Hot Roommate was a little under the weather all day, which caused her to do something she never, ever does: go to bed early. She sleeps about four hours a night, every night and always has...it is a rare day that she goes to bed before I do.

Anyway, being content is a segway into what I wanted to write about. I had a fantastic weekend, and was all set to write about that. That, however, is now only half of what I will cover. This will make sense in a minute, I promise.

I write all the time about how much I love getting emails from strangers. Whether it is a comment that you don't want public, or something else, I love getting notes and reply to just about every one. As a special incentive, I am much more open in emails than I am in blog form...

Anyway, every once in a while I get a really bizarre email. I have been propositioned a bunch of times...(I think there are some search engines that light up every time a blog says "blow job" and alert the weirdos to send emails)...and I have been scolded a couple of times, too. Someone told me I was going to hell, and if I wasn't careful, I would be damning the little one, too.

But yesterday I got a first...an email accusing me of being in need of psychiatric help. The email came from a sort-of regular reader who said he was catching up and thinks I am overly happy about things. He seems offended that I like my job, don't have anything bad to say about my boyfriend, and rarely complain about things. His basic premise is that no one should be that happy, and that I should probably look into why I am sugar-coating everything to fool myself into it.

First of all...I complain about stuff all the time...where the fuck have you been? And second, what is wrong with being happy? What on earth do I really have to be unhappy about? There are certainly things I wish were different (like, I wish I had a normal relationship with a parent. Or that I had any parents, for that matter). But on balance, I feel like I have been extraordinarily fortunate, and I am in a really good place, and I don't mind enjoying it.

I don't feel guilty about being happy. I don't think life is more exciting if there is misery involved. I don't feel the need to create unnecessary drama. I don't feel the need to apologize for being happy. My life isn't perfect, but I am awfully happy about it. I like where I am and I like who I am. I am not sure what possessed me to respond to this email, but whatever, that's what I felt like...

Oh, and I have a therapist, just in case.

13 comments:

Scotty said...

Is there really such a thing as being overly happy?

Or is it just a pessimistic person seeing that being optimistic is negative?

Being in a good place, and enjoying it, is definitely a good thing.

k.d. said...

hmmm, maybe there's happy and extreme happy? but overly happy? that makes no sense to me.

why do so many people love to spread their own negativity? i don't get that.

and nothing's wrong with a good blow job... why go to hell for that? haha!

Povosgirl said...

Wow since when is it a bad thing to genuenly enjoy how your life has turned out? Most people can only dream about being as happy as you are. Stupid jerk, mayeb he forgot to take his anti-depressants...lol!!

Double-A said...

Allbilly finally took his comments to private, huh? :P

Accidentally Me said...

Double A - Lol...Billy can't take credit for this one. But, am I sensing a catfight between you two?

GreenLineBoy said...

For the record, I am a male and a regular reader but I did not write that email.

I do write most of the blow job ones though.

e.b. said...

What I find so interesting about these exchanges is that the e-mailer does not know you. He only knows the portions you chose to share - so for all he knows you could be sharing the happy emotions and feelings in order to achieve those goals and keep that state of mind. But what I find THE most intersting is why he cares?

Princess Extraordinaire said...

If there is such a thing as being overly happy I'd gladly have that *Illness*

nicole d. said...

Obviously the author of that email is NOT a happy person. I think to be happy is the ultimate goal. It may not be every day, all the time, the truth. But you know, life is all in how you look at it. And I would have to say that overall I am a happy person too, with a happily unperfect life :D

Trixie said...

nothing wrong with being happy....

if he doesnt like your happy blogs, then he shouldn't read them.

Ally said...

This may be awful, but I had the exact same thought Aaron did.

Some people truly can't understand others being content/happy b/c they have never experienced that. And that is what is sad. His email won't take away from your happiness, but it reveals how his life must have been up to this point. Yuck.

Still just me said...

Sounds like someone is jealous.

allbilly said...

Its from all the sex. The sex made me question things and not take the entire world or any book at face value. The sex made me NOT send you that email.

While sugar coating and comment whoring may be commonplace here, I don't think you are a manic depressant who writes a jolly life on your blog while sitting alone washing down qualudes with cheap whiskey.

I know Ally and AA drink the same kool aid, but is ally saying I'm not happy? Ally is awful for commenting on me like that. (you'd think while on the euro vacation she'd have better things to do than pass judgment on me...) I just happen to live in the real world and am not naive.

For the record I saw a Psychiatrist for the first time today (i've seen a counselor for a year and a half..) and I only have Adult ADD..no depression. Sorry Ally and AA.