Comparison is the thief of all joy. I know this because at one point in time, I used to compare my body, my strength, my relationship status, my career, hell even my hair to other people. People that really had no big significance in my life. Then one day, I realized that I was only inhibiting myself from becoming a better, stronger, happier person.
For those of you who do not know me, I dropped thousands of dollars into a journalism degree that two and a half years out of college I would come to find out that I hated. When I decided to quit my job as a reporter, I did so because it no longer made me happy. I woke up and with tears in my eyes knew that it wasn’t something I had a passion for anymore. I knew that if I stayed that it would be solely because society says, since I got a Bachelors Degree in Journalism, that it would only make sense. The day that I put my happiness first, was the best day of my life thus far.
People have questioned my happiness, some have even questioned that if the smile and the positive vibes I send out every day are part of some big act or show that I put on for attention. I'm going to let you in on a little secret, when you remove the negativity from your life, whether it be a shitty job, a mentally or physically abusive relationship, or even just trash television, you will no longer have a reason to be negative.
I used to think that my happiness was determined on materialistic things or relationships. If that was the case now, and if I still thought that way, I'd probably be a pretty miserable person. I am a single 25 year old, who is in between jobs, with a love for writing and life. I have an expensive gym habit that I can barely afford, but I freelance and pick up little odd jobs so that I can continue to enjoy that time. I surround myself with good vibes, because I believe that even when life goes to shit, there is always a reason to smile.
So when someone told me that people thought I was fake and not genuine, it got me thinking. I smiled, took a deep breath, and obviously tried to understand their accusations. I wasn't mad, but so sad. Sad to think that instead of these people joining me, instead of them spreading love, they chose to spread hate, they chose the wrong tribe.
You have the choice every day when you wake up as to who you want to be that day. Hell, I could wake up tomorrow morning, decide I want to be an astronaut, then work my ass off for the next 23 hours to make it happen. Or, I could just wake up and decide that today is going to be the best day of my life...and why wouldn't that bring a smile to your face?
I get it. Life is tough. Life is so freaking tough. There will be mean people, accidents, deaths, sicknesses, failed marriages, cheating, lies, and days that you run out of peanut butter when you really just want a tablespoon of it. There will be days where it rains, and your hair is a mess. Days that your socks don't match, you poke your eye with the mascara wand, or get fired from a job. There will be days that you're behind on bills, you gained two pounds, and your significant other falls out of love with you.
But you know what keeps me going?
There will ALWAYS be better days. You can't control the bad, but you can control how you survive it. The one thing in life that you have control in is your own happiness...isn't that such an amazing thing?
Sending Good Vibes to everyone going through something right now, it can only go up from here if you want it to. <3
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