Happiness. We read blogs about how to achieve it. Shelves are lined with endless books on the steps to reaching such a state. Conversations are riddled with questions about ones state of mind. Essentially it is what each and every person desires.
This was something that I have not struggled with personally. I looked at the fact that it was a choice, and mine was clear. Then life got busy. I found myself in the company of people who struggled with stress and unhappiness. Although also feeling the stresses of life, I tried to look at the good stuff and focus on that. Then something happened; I began to feel guilty about feeling good when my companions were feeling to low. I started to share my unhappy feelings too. It made me feel like we were bonding better. Time went on and I continued. Then came a day when I found myself literally feeling unhappy all of the time. I was arguing with those closest to me over the most foolish of things.
Basically I had transformed into a person that I was not even fond of - not a nice realization let me tell you. I realized, being unhappy had become my new habit. My happy friends had been replaced by my stressed and dissatisfied circle.
So yeah starting today I am done with endless time talking about how stressed we all are, or how horrible things may or may not be... I am done with the inward focus.
