For many years people around me had been talking about the joy they had in their life, the joy they experienced when they were participating in activity, the joy they felt when they were with friends or family. I honestly had never experienced what they described as joy for as long as I can remember.
This made me feel on the inside like there was something wrong with me, my thoughts supported this feeling totally and I started to wonder what joy would feel like. Interestingly enough I could not even imagine it. What was so different about me that I could not even feel a glimpse of joy in my life? Was I broken on some level? What was so wrong with my life that I could not find this illusive feeling that seemed to flow so effortlessly to some people?

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