I was nominated by lifeasmrsa about a month ago but I haven’t been able to get to it till now because I honestly haven’t made time for blogging in the last few months and the reason why is sort of explained in the next post.
After much procrastination, here’s what I wrote in 10 minutes, totaling 395 words. (Side note; time sure does fly when you’re on notice)
My topic was: What does “being happy” mean to you?
I always imagined being happy meant not having any worries and living a carefree life. I was miserable a lot duting my teenage years and at some point ontemplated suicide. My life really wasn that bad but theres something about feeling abandoned and uncared for that brings out the feeling of despair that causes you to think it might be better on the other side. My only anchor at the time was the thought f my mom, wondering how she would take the news of her second child/daughter taking her own life. I knew my mom would feel pretty shitty and blame herself for it because she left to live in the USA when I was 10 and I had to live with her brother and hes wife. She did it out of love, to be able to provide for us after suddenly fiding herself a widow with three children to take of (she was a stay at home mom at the time). Knowing how this would affect her always brought me back and I knew I couldn’t do that to her.
Instead of living and enjoying life as a child should, I spent more time wondering why my life took the dive it did and being angry with the one person I knew had more power than all the powerful men on earth put together; God. So I stopped going to church, stopped praying and just carried on with life wondering what adulthood would usher in.
Adulthood proved to be quite eventful and not as fulfilling as the mill and boon novels painted it to be. It was hard and fun at the same time. I was happy simly because I finally gt t live by myelf when I went off to college where I spent a good amount of time drinking and dcancing.
All that however still left loneliness and I was a mess. It took me a while to figure out I wasn’t happy and was really depressed with life. Ging back to church and figuring out who I am, what I want to e, what I would like to achieve helped ease the depression. I decided laughing more was better than perpetual sadness. Being happy finally meant being content despite the troubles around me, enjoying life as I struggle and embracing my struggles as y=they are and learning something ffrom them.
*That’s as far as I got. I sort of have a similar post in the works (it has been in the works for a few months) but I will finish it off and maybe incorporate this piece into it too and finish off the thought.
These are the rules:
Open an MS Word document (or Pages)
Set a stopwatch or your mobile to five minutes or ten minutes, whichever challenge you think you can beat.
Your topic is at the foot of this post.
Fill the word doc with as many words as you want. Once you begin writing, do not stop. Do not cheat by going back and correcting spellings and grammar with spell check in MS Word (it is only meant for you to reflect on your own control of sensible thought flow and for you to reflect on your ability to write the right spelling and stick to grammar rules).
You may or may not pay attention to punctuation and capitals. However, if you do, it would be best.
At the end of your post, write down ‘No. of words = ______’ so that we would have an idea of how much you can write within that time frame.
Do not forget to copy paste the entire passage on your blog post with a new topic for your nominees and copy paste these rules with your nominations (at least five bloggers).
Here are my nominees;
YOUR TOPIC IS: If today was your last day on earth, what would you do differently?