because :) happy
Pulled from the 2017 archives because happy, I’d rather be.
Enjoy.
I once knew a woman who spent a good portion of her days, livid.
Every time I saw her, she would be in a tizzy about something or another.
Oooooh, I’m so livid …! she would huff
& then she’d rattle on about what got her worked up and why she was so perturbed.
I’d always giggle after talking to her
& our daily conversations became more, what’s she mad about today ? than actually listening to her concerns.
Livid.
I googled the word.
It means furiously angry, enraged.
eek.
& hmmm …
let’s see.
I’ve been miffed,
upset,
ruffled.
Yep.
Ticked off …?
Uh-huh.
& every version of HUMPH.
humph.
But, livid …?
I’ve often wondered if my livid loving friend just liked saying livid.
I think she did.
But along with the word came the emotion, she was stewing and brewing almost all of the time.
I never asked why in the world she was so angry about everything.
I guess I was too intimidated to inquire.
But somewhere down the line, I came to the conclusion there are just some people in this world who enjoy negative, they thrive on it.
Being and seeing dismal is just who they are & who they’ve become
I don’t speak with my livid friend anymore, I haven’t seen her in years, but I sometimes wonder if she’s still irate.
I hope not.
Livid.
Furiously angry.
Enraged.
You know what the opposite of livid is… ?
I can tell you because I googled.
ahhhhhh.
Sounds like a lovely place to spend my days
because happy,
I’d rather be.
♥