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What’s really
happiness? What’s that thing or person that brings joy to one’s life? Is it
money? Is it family? Is it love? Is it travelling? Is it being better than
others? It’s just very hard to know when you’re as young as I am and maybe for
older people too.
I remember
being 13 years old and when thinking of happiness I would think of happy
couples, two people who are deeply in love and the fact that they are together
means everything to them. I remember how I would feel unhappy because my crush
rejected me as he liked someone else. I remember crying so much and thinking
that it was the end of the world. I was really hurt.
I believe
that I adopted this kind of misconception when it comes to happiness through TV
or maybe even through the people around me. I can’t understand it that much so
I’m guessing it was something like that. I mean, seeing all those romantic
movies about happy couple and watching your peers getting into pointless
relationships can have a toll on you.
After I got over
that eighth class crush I continued to believe that I would find happiness
through another person, through someone who accepts me and “loves” me. Little
did I know that everything when you’re a teenager is a lie and all feelings
aren’t strong.
And that time
arrived and I found that person only to realize that relationships don’t bring
happiness. Being with someone else doesn’t mean you will be happy it means that
you will be twice as hurt as you would if you were single because now you have
to care are about the other person too. And sometimes you even give too much
just to receive little or nothing. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think that you
should have an ulterior motive in order to be in a relationship. What I’m
saying is that you need the person you’re with to make an effort and be
respectful of your needs and wants.
Since this
September I’ve been feeling awful. After I had a heartbreak, I broke my leg. Then
I started getting severe acne and I became stressed and agitated at all
occasions. Then I got my heart broken again and so on… Until I realized what
happiness really is.
I realised
that loving yourself is not at all easy but that's what makes people happy. Being
happy with how your body and your face looks, allowing yourself to fail and
make mistakes without judging, having people in your life who love you and doing what you love is what happiness
really is. I failed Algebra and I know that it’s ok because I did more that ok
and now I have a second chance. Life is full of second chances because
sometimes there’s more in what’s the best you can do. Since stress is out of my
life, I can see things clearly and I can face what life throws at me. I feel
blessed for the strength that god gives me and I fell inspired to wake up every
day and change the world by finally excepting who I am and trying to be a
better person.!!!
I wish everyone the best :)
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