SMILING OUTSIDE, FROWNING OUTSIDE: HOW WE TRICK SOCIETY MENTALLY TO THICK WE’RE HAPPY

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“How we hide our pain in plain sight.”


WHY WE HURT

People have all sorts of reasons why they smile every single day. There are the obvious people who do so because they are truly happy, then there are the other group. This other group are the ones who don’t want you to know what really goes on behind closed doors. They smile and grin, but little do you know, they are torn on the inside. So how do we know who these people are; we don’t know them. We usually don’t know them until they say something or tragically, until something bad happens.

BAD BEHAVIOR

Hurting on the inside, they might resort to engaging in bad activities to take their minds off of the hurt. You might see them as fun loving and outgoing, but little do you know, they are the an emotional wreck. Or not even just the parties, what about the drugs they use. When looking at the way Marijuana is seen as this recreational drug, it becomes so much easier to disappear in this drug than any other time before. That doesn’t mean all people who smoke Marijuana are depressed, but that it can serve as an easy escape without outside social ridicule.

COMING TO TERMS

Reaching out and seeking help is so hard for so many people. But in order to be able to reach out for help, you first need to be able to admit that you have a problem. Too often people try to ignore the issues, but they want help. Only problem is that you can’t run from yourself. You can try to run from everything else in life but self. For me, reaching out for help didn’t aid in my mental coping. I turned to writing and it has become my strength ever since.


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Author: faheemjackson44

I am from Racine, Wisconsin where I was raised until I graduated high school back in the year 2006. That entire time growing up in my mother's house, I was a student athlete. My goal was to embark on a general business career or athletics. But injuries through sports stopped a sports path, so I decided upon business with a focus in marketing. While attending undergraduate school at University of Wisconsin-Parkside, I began to write screenplays in my senior year. At first it was for fun, but I quickly learned writing allow me to transfer negative energy into characters I created. This led to a decrease in depressing mood swings, which in turn boosted my quality of life. After undergraduate school in May of 2011, I move to New York City for graduate school. While pursuing my MBA, I continued to write screenplays, but always wanted to write novels as well. I finished graduate school back in the year 2014, but wrote screenplays until I began thinking of my first short film, first First Day Fears. While finishing my fifth feature length screenplay, I started to write my first novel this year. So far, I have finished my first short film and working on my next one (Freedomless Speech), and recently self published my first novel (The Boy Who Could Talk To God) and short stories book (Faheem Jackson Short Story Collection Volume 1). My feature length screenplays have been put on temporary hold to finish my short films and books, but I am making good progress on my sixth feature length screenplay. With year 2017 ending, I am currently writing my novel Precinct 86 and Faheem Jackson Short Story Collection Vol. 2. I have started teaching myself photography and will pursuing that by summer of 2018, along with my videography, podcast later on, and more research for my documentary.

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