28. December 2021
Just a thought!
What is happiness?
Where does it come from?
How do you find it?
How do you keep it?
Are you happy?
What makes you happy?
These are all questions you may have asked yourself many times during your life and no real replies appearing.
They say that happiness comes from inside your heart.
Is it so?
I don´t know, I really don´t know.
I think the happiness you feel in certain moments live in your heart forever but you have to nourish the feeling if you want it to live.
Perhaps happiness is the feeling that dies effortlessly.
If you know what makes you unhappy you could perhaps find what makes you happy. Does that make sense?
Can you tell me what happiness is? Is it pure joy or is it sharing your feelings and thoughts with someone that cares about you? Perhaps a good friend, perhaps a spouse or perhaps just someone you meet by coincidence and you start talking?
Would it not be wonderful if you could just sit down and share your innermost feelings and thoughts with a total stranger? You would tell the person how you feel, how your sorrow is eating you up inside, how your happiness is fragile, how you want your life to be, how your life is, how you would like to change yourself? Wouldn’t it be wonderful to have someone to share everything with? Someone with no strings attached, just someone who would listen to you?
I think many of us human beings just need a listener, not a fixer.
I think many of us think our responsibility is to fix the one we are listening to and by fixing we might make the person happy, what do you think?
I believe no one can make me happy if I am not happy inside my heart just by myself.
I can be great and amazing in the eyes of others but if I don’t see myself with the same eyes and if I think I am like a small monster in a human body who does not deserve love I am doomed to unhappiness.
The responsibility for my happiness is inside my heart.
I can wake up in the morning and decide to be happy no matter what is happening in my life.
I can also wake up in the morning and decide not to be happy no matter what.
It’s all about choice.
I woke up in the middle of the night, last night, and I thought about my happiness and I understood I needed to talk to someone who would listen without judgment.
I thought about who I could call.
I knew who I would be able to trust with my innermost feelings and this person would allow me to be me and allow me to feel what I am feeling without any conditions.
I didn’t call but I have been thinking about it today.
It would feel good to share my thoughts with a trusted friend and get perspective on my life.
I could be happy now but I am sad.
I don´t dare to be happy because of the people that want to destroy me.
This is madness but this is the truth.
I am giving away my happiness to people who hate me.
Love is trying to safe me but I am afraid.
How can this be?
I am the only one who can make me truly happy and that is my responsibility.
If I don´t turn the page I will destroy myself and those around me who really care about me. Is that what I am meant to do?