Fiction-ish: Here Comes Polly

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Note: This is a work of fiction

She met Polly when she shrank herself. She was able to open the large present and dance on the rotating floor. She was able to ride the blue rollercoaster. None of her neighbors knew this. They just felt sorry for her. Thought she spent her days lonely and miserable as they worked hard and became terribly rich.

She used to look at these people, wanting to save them from themselves and their misery, but she realized that they were actually happy. Anyone who voluntarily stays in a miserable situation, without threats or violence, they all stay in misery because misery makes them happy. It confuses what they think they deserve, and they feel a satisfaction from it. They might complain but they will never leave because on some level the misery satisfies them.

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