Busy is the new happy (part 1) It was very hard time for me. I'd broke up with my boyfriend, and this break was awful. Plus I had a problem with my study because I've just returned from Poland - I've been there by exchange program for 4 month. I felt how I driving mad slowly and I cried all the time. My friends and family was supporting me strongly but it doesn't work - I woke up every morning with feelings of heavy weights my study problem and loneliness destroying me. And then when it just started to get better it getting worse - I started to take more and more time with one person (I will say The Bad Person) who completely broke all my hopes and wishes to return to normal life, and there are no surprise that I started to think about suicide seriously. But I'm lucky to have fantastic family - they are reason why I'll never decide to kill myself. Once I woke up without bad thoughts but with the good one - I need to do something. By this time I've already made my study OK, and I had a free time. "I MUST to do something!" - it sounds so simple and right! My phone wallpapers said to me: BUSY IS THE NEW HAPPY and there no doubt! My first idea was great: I started to dance - it was competition at my university, where every department have a team for dancing. I should to say, that I've never had a classes at any dance school and always was shy to do things on the scene. So it was challenge for me, and I was really happy: I had a dream team, and I could to make my ideas come true, and I start little by little love myself again and of course I was getting better. But it still was hard, and The Bad Person appeared approximately in this time and return everything to ruin. And this time I understood, that I Must go on to my good time and I just can't give up. "Busy is the new happy, isn't it?" - I thought and start to find a job.