All About Happiness… how to get more of it!
All About Happiness… how to get more of it!
All About Happiness… how to get more of it!
prettyndsweet12 asks: I recently found out my best friend is pregnant. I’m really happy for her, but I wish I could be there with her to support her. She means so much to me: she’s a second mom to me, she taught me a lot and treats me as if I’m her own. I asked her if anything was gonna change between us, and she said she won’t be able to talk to me a lot – which is hard because she lives far away (well it’s not really far, but it seems like it because I hate not being able to see her). She said I’ll never lose her and we’ll still remain close, so my question is how can we remain close friends if I won’t be able to talk to her, and how do I get used to her being pregnant?
Hi prettyndsweet12 –
I have a more long and serious answer to your question, but first I have to say: one thing about pregnancy is that you don’t have to get used to it, because once you get used to one stage, another one is happening, and before too long the pregnancy is completely over! Then what you’re getting used to is a completely new and original tiny human being! (Or sometimes more than one!)
What you’re really dealing with, prettyndsweet12, is mourning. You had a relationship – a really great one – and it’s ending. It will never be the same again.
Sometimes this happens because someone’s personality changes, sometimes it happens because someone moves away, and sometimes it happens because someone dies. In your case, it’s none of those. It’s just that the most wonderful amazing spectacular thing you could ever wish for has happened to your friend. And while she’s still the lovely and loving person you’ve always known, your relationship to her will be as changed as in any of those other situations.
The important thing for you to realize is that the big word here is Continue reading
My Friend Rob … the importance of asking for help
Dear Pack Members –
This is the hardest letter I’ve ever had to write.
But I’m writing it out of love. I’m writing it because my heart is breaking. And I’m writing it because I want every one of you who reads this to understand your own value.
Everybody in the world gets illnesses. It’s a normal thing. Most, like colds and flus, go away after a while. But some of us have what’s called a Chronic illness. That’s a problem that one can’t get rid of. Diabetes is a Chronic illness, for example. So are Parkinson’s, and Herpes, and some forms of Cancer.
This is also true with the mind. Some mental conditions one has for a while and then moves on from. A very depressed mood, for example. Or Grief – like I’m feeling now.
But there are also mental illnesses that are Chronic. Some illnesses with big names like Schizophrenia, where people hear and believe things that aren’t really there. While other people have a mood problem that will always be with them. There are new amazing medications that can help them, and therapy and other activities help a lot – but there is no cure.
One of the types of incurable mood illness is called Bipolar Disorder. In this condition, the person is usually Depressed, but then at times gets a crazy kind of excitement, called Mania. It sounds fun, and it might even look it from the outside, but it’s not – it’s horrible. Especially because the higher the Manic time is, the deeper the Depression that follows it.
Now as I said, there are medications that can really help with these sorts of problems. But often the people who need them don’t like to take them. (You know, just like how all of us – me included – hate taking our medicine?) But these people will often avoid taking their medications because they start to believe they don’t need them. At first, they might actually feel better without the medicine, because nothing is controlling their mood. But then, when their mood shifts into Depression, and there’s no medicine helping them, they feel as low as low can get. And nothing makes them feel better, and they feel like nothing ever will feel all right again.
I’m writing this essay because one of my best friends, one of the people who helped create the AskShirelle.com website, died this month. And he died because he had Bipolar Disorder, and because he stopped taking his medications. And because, when he got fully depressed, he took his own life.
Rob was a wonderful man, with a great sense of humor, a beautiful wife, dogs he loved, and an enormous pride in what he had achieved with our site. He knew all about computer programming, and had everything to live for. Today, though, he has left a gaping hole in the hearts of everyone who loved him. He’s not there to hold or kiss his wife, or to scratch his dogs’ chins, or to tell a joke, or to enjoy the success of his work. For his whole life, Rob was someone who you were happy to see when he walked into the room. But that’s not going to happen anymore.
I’m writing this to all of you, because recently I’ve gotten a lot of letters from Pack Members who say they’re so miserable they’re thinking of ending their life. They feel like they’re alone, like no one cares about them. Well, that’s what Rob was telling himself too. And it wasn’t true for him, and it’s not true for any of you either. If a voice inside you is telling you that you don’t matter, or that you’d be better off not alive, or that others would be better off without you, that voice is a Liar!
Handsome and I have a plant that Rob and his wife gave us a few years ago. It has flowers that only bloom for about a month every year. And I love to lie on the doorstep by it and watch them struggle every spring to grow and open. And when they do, they have gorgeous deep magenta petals that shoot out of the buds, and reach for air, reach for the sun, reach for moisture, reach out to attract bees to pass on pollen, reach out to hummingbirds to pass on seeds, or maybe they reach just to leave me awestruck at their beauty. They know they don’t have as much time as they want, so they give it their all and live as bright and full and long as they can. That plant – its leaves, its shoots, its buds, its petals – that is life! That’s desire and love and passion and yearning. That’s every song and singer, that’s every painting and artist, every kiss and bite, every laugh, every cry.
And that’s you. That’s the volume level you have the right to live – Big and Full. Because you matter.
I wish each of you could see how I brighten up when I get an email from you. How your questions make me sad, make me thoughtful, or sometimes make me laugh. I wish you could see the faces of the thousands of people who then read your questions when they’re posted. Who agree or disagree with what I say, but either way, are feeling some of what you felt when you asked it. Who are letting you matter to them.
Just think – all these people you’ve never met, and you’re affecting them. Just imagine how much you must mean to the people you live with.
Rob’s decision will hurt a lot of us for a very long time. But if I can convince just one of you to do one thing, his loss will not be in vain. Please, for me, for Rob, and for everyone who’s ever cared about you – when you need it, ASK FOR HELP! If you’re feeling depressed about something, feeling hopeless, feeling terrified – ASK FOR HELP! And especially if there’s something actually wrong inside you, a chemical problem in your brain – ASK FOR HELP! Ask a relative, ask a friend, ask a teacher, ask a religious leader, ask a police officer, or make a phone call to a Suicide Prevention number, or ask a Therapist (this is what their whole job is about).
Or if you can’t find words to say what you’re feeling, of course you can always ask a friendly dog. We will look into your eyes and see your sadness, and feel it. We will like it when you hold us tight. We will play with you to take your sadness away. We will run with you to get you away from it. And you know, we will try to lick it right off your face!
Remember, there’s always someone.
You know, it’s an odd thing about that plant. This spring, for the first time in years, its flowers didn’t bloom. I think now I know why. I only wish I’d realized in time.
Love to all of you,
Shirelle
Audreykimberly146 asks: Does Handsome know that you make this website?
Hi Audreykimberly146:
Absolutely, Handsome knows all about the website. I’m a pretty bright dog (in some ways), but I could never have set up the technology or the relationships to make this website work. Handsome just has such a huge respect for my opinions that he’s gone to great trouble to help me do this, and help out people all over the world.
There are, however, a few things Handsome doesn’t know about. He doesn’t know about my other social media, which involves what we dogs bark and howl at each other from distances; he doesn’t know what I learn by sniffing everyone all over; and he doesn’t know just how good it feels to be a dog, to run like crazy, to bark like I’m insane, to jump on everyone, and to never have to wear clothes (except on certain irritating occasions when he puts a shirt on me, finding it just hilarious).
But about this website, oh yeah, he knows it almost as well as I do.
Thanks!
Shirelle
Audreykimberly146 asks: My two best friends have crushes on the same person. They fight and hit each other. But in front of the teacher, they are as sweet as “Sugar Angel” (a term I use for super-sweet). They are asking me to choose because I am their crush’s best friend. We were in elementary school together, and now I am in Junior High School, and meanwhile they’re still enemies (I’m now at a different school from where they are. They are in our previous school but the junior high grade). Meanwhile, I have so much homework, as well as chores at home, so I can’t spend all this effort on them. What should I do?!
Hi Audreykimberly146 –
What an annoying situation! It really sounds impossible! But I do have a few thoughts on it.
First of all, the idea that they’re asking you to choose between them is so unfair. You’re not even at the same school they’re at. Why should you have to give up a friend just because they can’t get along? I’m sure neither of them wants to lose your friendship, so why do they insist you have to pick one over the other? My advice on this would just be to tell them both that you Continue reading
aana asks: Are you a boy or a girl? (Please say girl!)
Hi aana –
You’re so funny. Absolutely, I’m a girl.
I don’t have any puppies (and I can’t, because of an operation), but in every other regard, yes I’m fully female. Like other female dogs, I’m extremely protective (you do NOT want to walk into our yard uninvited!), and very nurturing of those I love. We wander less than most male dogs, and bark more.
But other than that, there’s really not much about me that comes off as Continue reading
Honk! …lessons from the back seat
I live in the United States, in the southern part of the California, near Los Angeles. For those of you who don’t know about this area, it’s famous for sun, moviemaking, smog, celebrities, and lots of the best music ever. But when you live here, what sticks out most is something else… TRAFFIC!
This is a lovely place to live, so people move here from all over the world. And since we don’t have enough public transportation, most of those people drive. A lot. All the time. And because of that, we have lots and lots and LOTS of traffic.
When I’m home, my powerful ears can hear honking, accelerating, braking, and, yes, accidents, but it’s all distant. However, when Handsome takes me somewhere, particularly if he uses one of the big freeways, I get a look at the human race that… well… isn’t always pretty. (And that includes watching my favorite human acting in ways that sometimes aren’t the best.)
And over the last few weeks, as the traffic has gotten even worse, with holiday shopping and extra tourism, I’ve realized that there’s a lot to learn about life from the back seat on these crazy streets and freeways. So, for your pleasure, here goes:
1) Tailgaters
Few things in life are more frightening than tailgaters. These are the drivers who think it’s smart to pull right up next to the car in front of them, even if both are driving very fast. Maybe they think this will inspire the car in front to move faster, or let them get by. Or maybe they think it makes them look tough and intense. Or maybe they’re just not paying attention. Regardless, they’re simply putting their money and their cars’ front ends, and maybe some bones or lives, at risk. The question, though, is how to deal with them when they’re right on your tail.
This is a lot like a lot of situations in life. Everyone has a sense of comfortable space, the distance they like others to stand from them. When someone invades that area, especially if they’re purposely harassing you, it causes a surge in fear and anger (If you want to find out what teeth feel like in your nose, try crowding too close to the face of a dog you don’t know!).
Many drivers get angry and yell at tailgaters, while glaring at them in their rear-view mirror. This doesn’t do a whole lot of good, since the offending dope can’t see or hear them. Some get aggressive, and hit their brakes, in order to frighten the idiots. This can work (and can get pretty funny results), unless the tailgater is not paying attention (meaning your car gets crashed into), or has anger issues – in which case you might get forced off the road and beaten up.
My suggestion, both on the road and off, is simply to move aside and let these morons get past you. If they have a legitimate reason to be driving or acting this way (let’s say they have someone in the car who needs to get to the hospital right away), you’re letting them do the job they need. And if they’re just stupid drivers, you’re saving yourself from their idiocy.
And if, in regular life, you just step aside and let a crowding fool know that you want them to move on, you’ll find the air around you becomes a lot easier to breathe!
2) Drinkers and Texters
While tailgaters deserve to be given a reasonable doubt, that they might have a good reason to drive that way, drinkers and texters don’t share this at all. When a car is driving very erratically, swerving across lanes, not noticing when lights change, etc., Handsome gets very frightened, and I do too. These people seem to forget a simple fact: Cars are giant powerful machines. You can’t run one correctly when you’re not giving it your full attention – and doing that can hurt or even kill someone.
And people do this all the time.
Similarly, off the roads, we see people everywhere irresponsibly waving their power around. Throwing out insults without thinking of their effects, grabbing at others with no concern about how that feels… even handling weapons casually. This is inexcusable.
This is one case where Handsome sometimes handles himself well: he calls the police.
Yep, that’s the best thing to do. If you see someone who’s clearly driving erratically, call the cops on your cell phone (using a safe method – like headphones or a speaker), and give them the license plate number and your location. And let them take care of it. To not do this is giving up your responsibility as a member of your community. Just imagine: how would you feel to find out the next day that that drunk ran over a child or a dog? Do your best to keep that from happening. And actually, you’ll improve that driver’s life too, by waking them up to what they’re doing.
And, similarly, if you see a friend acting in a very irresponsible way, be the best friend you can, and have the guts to tell them so. And if they can’t handle it, maybe tell a grownup, or, if necessary, a police officer.
Remember, this world is yours as much as it’s anyone else’s. You have the right, and the responsibility, to make it safe.
3) Speeding
I love running. I loooooove it! The faster the better. And I love riding fast in Handsome’s car – and I know he loves driving it fast too! And just as I don’t like having a leash on, no person likes having rules about how fast they can drive.
But those rules are there for reasons. And when you catch yourself speeding (as Handsome often does), it’s really important to remember to slow down. Even if the rules feel too severe. And save that feeling for somewhere where it’s safe.
For example, while I have to wear the leash around our neighborhood, I know that Handsome will eventually take me to a dog park or a beach where he can let me run, and love it as much as I do. And if he really wants to drive his car fast, there are racetracks that will allow him to go as fast as he likes.
But on the roads, he’s got to respect the “leash” of the speed limits. Because, again, they are there for a reason. And if he can’t see what the reason is – for example, let’s say there’s a road that looks like it should allow him to go twice as fast as the speed limit – then that probably means he can’t see the reason (maybe a dip up ahead, or a railroad crossing), which is exactly why he needs that limit right there.
Just as I need my leash, because I might not be aware of a car speeding down the street – who’s not obeying the speed limit!
4) Help
Through my windows, I often see cars stuck on the road. Maybe they’ve stalled out, maybe they had a flat tire or an accident. I don’t know. What I do know is that they might need help. And most drivers don’t care to check to see.
Now sure, if the car’s just there because its owner is taking a nap after driving too long, there’s nothing to do about that. But what if they’re stuck in snow, or changing a tire? Could you get out and give them a hand? Do you have the time or the chance to? Or what if they’re just waiting for a repair truck, but are stuck in a dangerous place? Could you phone the police to come and wait with them, so their flashing lights can warn other drivers to change lanes?
This is real life! Around you, right now, most people are probably doing just fine, but there are others who could really use a hand. If you have the chance, if you have the opportunity, why not help them out?
Why not hold the door open for someone carrying a package? Why not give your seat on the train up for someone older, or who just looks tired? Why not give that begging woman a little bit of change? Why not even just give that sad-eyed kid at school a friendly smile?
Doing nice things for others is the best feeling we ever get. I’ve given so many kisses in my life, but the ones where I lick someone’s tears are the tastiest of all.
5) Intersections
Some people are just scared. They’re scared all the time. And their being scared can make them more dangerous to others – though I’m sure they don’t intend that to happen.
One kind of driver who makes Handsome scream is the one who enters an intersection to make a turn, but doesn’t pull forward enough to let another car in – apparently because they think it’s dangerous to do so. Then they don’t turn until after the light has changed, so the car behind them has to wait for another light. In fact, every car behind them has been slowed down, just because of this driver’s imagining that some other driver is going to run a light and plow into them – even though that’s usually impossible.
But the ones who drive him even angrier are the ones who slow down – or stop – at intersections with green lights. They can see that all the oncoming traffic is stopped, but they still slow down or stop, thinking that one of those cars is going to suddenly accelerate, run a red light that they’re stopped at, and hit them. This also slows down everyone behind them, and can even cause accidents. It drives him NUTS!
And in regular life… It’s simply no fun to live scared all the time. If you do, you’ll not only miss out on chances for yourself, but keep others from living their own lives too, just because you exist in a state of fear.
I know I’m always saying this, my dear friends, but the solution is to LIVE! And if you really LIVE, that’ll enable you to actually do more GOOD THINGS! People with more friends are able to get their friends to help others. People who make more money are able to give more money away. And people who pull all the way into intersections, or move through quickly, are enabling the drivers behind them to get off the road – to meeting their friends, or getting to their job, or just putting less pollution in the air – all the sooner!
6) Enjoying Misery
Crazy, clueless, irresponsible drivers are everywhere. But unless you live in a city, you probably don’t know how bad traffic jams can get. Now if you’re on your way to a World Cup match or a One Direction concert, you expect a lot of waiting, because so many people are trying to get to the same place at the same time. And because of that, you’re probably going to be pretty okay about it. But what about when you’re on your way to school, or to see the new Thor movie, and you’re stuck in traffic for an hour because… well, likely because some dumbhead was speeding and tailgating while texting and didn’t notice the stalled car in front of them, and caused a big accident that’s held everything up? What do you do then?
I can tell you what too many people do – they freak out! They honk and yell and try to wind around the other cars by illegally driving on the shoulder and…
And they don’t get anywhere any faster at all.
I know this feeling very well. I’ve always disliked being cooped up, and when I was a puppy, Handsome would put me into a crate at nights, and I hated it! Hardly anything in life is as frustrating as being kept from moving when you feel like moving (and a puppy wants to move all the time!).
But you know what I did? I would whine, paw at the door, yowl a bit… and then take a deep breath, and go to sleep. I knew there was nothing to be done about this little prison. So I might as well get something pleasant out of it.
And when a person’s stuck in traffic? Well, they can check out different radio stations. They can phone a friend. Maybe even read a book. There’s lots they can do – and any of them are better than honking or acting stupid.
Same thing in the rest of life. I’m all for struggling against ridiculous situations, but once you realize there’s no way around it… accept it, for as long as you have to, and make the best of it. Eventually, the traffic always moves, and eventually, you reach your destination. One way or another.
7) Vocabulary!
Okay, there’s one further thing I’ve learned from Handsome, through our adventures in traffic. And this is lots of fun, but I can’t go into much detail about it here. And that is… Vocabulary!
Why, if it weren’t for traffic, I wouldn’t have known a lot of the words I used here today – like moron, idiot, nincompoop… and I definitely wouldn’t have known many many MANY other words that I am not comfortable using here! Words like #$@%! And @*#+! And of course %@^#&*(!!!!
Each of these words has a specific meaning and is a Synonym (do you know that word? It’s a word that means a word that means the same as another word! Try saying that three times – even with a human mouth!).
One of those words is a synonym for tailgater. One is a synonym for driving-texter. And one is a symptom for person-who-won’t-pull-forward-in-an-intersection.
All of them are extremely entertaining to hear, from the back seat. And I know that all of them are reasons why I’m glad the windows to our car are usually closed, as they might prove quite offensive to other people’s ears.
But for me, they’re just the same as the barks I yell out at cats, at squirrels, at passing dogs, at skateboarders… except that they’re even funnier.
Education experts tell us that the secret to a fulfilling life is to never stop learning, to keep ingesting new facts and ideas forever. Well, this has been a list of things I’ve learned while being strapped into the back seat of a car – the most boring, cramped place I know…. and I still learned them all.
May 2014 bring you hundreds of thousands of new wonders and concepts and inspirations… so that your lives may be open, free, and joyously safe roads – with no limits at all.
And no tailgaters!!!
Cheers!
Shirelle
Mandhie asks: So school reopens for another academic term, and there comes this tall, handsome guy whom the girls over here in my school die of when they see him. I go for supper, since my school is a boarding school, and he takes a seat with the cute guys at a certain table. Some minutes later, I walk in the dining hall and he starts looking at me. I personally didn’t realize, until my best friend highlighted me, that he was staring at me – especially because I am not that popular as compared to some. I asked her who she was talking about and she pointed at his direction when he wasn’t looking. You wouldn’t believe it, Shirelle!! He is sooo cute and tall! I asked my best friend again if she was sure he was looking at me, and she said yes. At that moment, I felt like I was in a high school movie when a cute guy comes to school and suddenly spots the non-popular girl when the popular ones are there. I decided to act like I didn’t care, but I was melting inside. Then I caught him taking the quickest glance at me. I felt so different! After supper, the popular girls in school went straight to him and were asking him questions, and this time, I saw it again: he was looking at my direction to see if I were still there! And I could see a satisfied face when he realized I was not gone. Now my friends say we are a perfect match just because we are both tall. But apart from that, a lot of people have been telling me how beautiful I am, though I actually don’t see it myself. Up till now, Shirelle, we have been staring at each other, and I feel so shy and my heart skips a beat when I see him. Then today, I ALMOST bumped into him and it was different altogether… he keeps on looking at me… What is the problem? I’ve never felt such feeling towards a guy before… What does that tell me, please!!
Hi Mandhie –
So let me get this straight – you’re a nice girl, but have never been super-popular at school. A new boy, very tall and handsome, comes to the school. You go into the school dining room, and he can’t stop staring at you…?
RUN!!! HE’S A VAMPIRE!!! HE’S EDWARD AND YOU’RE THE NEXT BELLA!!! (Just be sure you don’t run to any werewolves for help, okay)?
Okay, little doggie humor there.
The truth is… this is downright dreamy! I don’t see anything wrong here at all!
The fact is, for all us creatures with larger brains, we get used to being treated a certain way, and it makes it really hard for us to accept things being different, even when they’re a lot better.
For example, I have a friend named Continue reading
shayna634 asks: My first and second choices asked me out. I sit next to my #2 choice, so if I deny him he will hate me, and I have a big sister who is best friends with his big sister, so probably his whole family will hate me! Who do I pick?
Hi shayna634 –
Hmmmm… I’m wondering – do you actually have to pick between the two? Could you go out with both, at least once? Just as friends?
That might make it a bit easier. If your #1 choice is still your #1 choice after that, you won’t be in any worse shape than you are today, but you’ll have been nice and said yes to the #2 guy at least once; but if your opinion changes on those two dates, you could actually happily get more involved with #2.
Let me know if that’s possible. But I should add here – do you really think his older sister and their family would hate you if you dated another boy? If that’s the case, they sound a little scary to me!
Let me know!
Shirelle
Kg69 asks: How do I get my ex-boyfriend back? He is the first true love I’ve had in my life, and the only reason we broke up was because he had to focus on his duties at school (he’s at job corps), but I lied to him again (I cheated on him and then lied to him about talking to that person that I cheated on him with), and now he says he doesn’t know if he wants to get back together or not. I’ve apologized but each time I say that I’m not going to do something again, he asks, “How am I supposed to believe you when you’ve lied to me before?”
Hi Kg69 –
You are in a very tough position, because your ex-boyfriend is asking exactly the right question.
I get lots of letters from people in his position, who really want to trust someone who’s hurt them. So I’m glad you wrote me this, because it’s important to show the other side of it.
The fact, of course, is that no one can ever prove to someone else that they won’t cheat on them in the future. Or won’t do anything else, for that matter: I can’t prove to my neighbors that I’ll never bite them! Trust is a hard thing to build, and way too easy to destroy. So, again… you’re in a very tough position.
The first thing I’d recommend is for you to Continue reading