Sunday 5 May 2019

The neverending pursuit of happiness

In the past two years, I've had to deal with situations I never thought I would ever have to. I've been to hell and back. I've seen some of the lower points of my life. Everything, I realised , happened because I tried to force happiness. Big mistake.

I panicked because I thought I was running out of time. Hence I willingly jumped ship, thinking I'll surely find a life jacket along the way. But trusting in blind optimism is a stupid thing, as I learned the hard way.

I used to look into the mirror, admire myself and seek out reasons to believe I'm good enough. I exhibited this in ways that honestly turned into an addiction. But now I hardly look in the mirror, I feel that what I need is inside me and I don't need a mirror to validate me.