The pursuit of happiness.


 I am not sure I get it.

I want to live. Love. Feel everything.

Emotions like anger, sadness, even fear, if done right, are meant to be used as fuel. Against the injustice towards others and ourselves. 

Sometimes during my better days, I am afraid of my mental health. This fear pushes me to keep fighting and understanding my condition and darkness. 

I am fighting for hope, joy and peace within myself. Happiness and joy are not the same thing; joy is different, and that is what I am seeking and fighting for. 

This doesn’t mean I don’t want to feel those moments of happiness, because I do. But I am learning that they happen by ordinary, unexpected moments that need to be cherished. They happen when I am able to push through my anxiety or fear and remind myself to be present, in the moment, as it is. 

Because If I pursue happiness and nothing else, I will miss out on life, the present, and the things that truly matter. 

Here, 

Paty ♥️

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