It has taken me a long time to find happiness in myself. I was always looking to change the person I was because I simply didn’t like who I had been or who I was becoming.
First, I cared about how other people thought. I was almost obsessed with pleasing others and making sure everything about myself made them happy. After I got over that phase, I had a “I don’t care about anything” phase. During that phase, I wasn’t happy with myself. I didn’t like who I was or what road I was heading down.
Just over two years ago, I became happy with myself. I wasn’t afraid to be me and nobody’s opinions seemed to matter anymore. I was where I was supposed to be and nothing else mattered. I became a better mother and friend to those that hadn’t left my side yet.
I’m proud of myself for being open-minded. Though I don’t always agree with others opinions on different things in life, it helps give another look from someone else’s point of view. It’s helped me understand others better and where they’re coming from when they explain how something makes them feel.
I like that I care about others and their well-beings. I always make sure people have enough of what they need and I like to know they’re happy. Other’s happiness brings me happiness. I like knowing that other people are happy with their lives. I believe that everyone can be as happy as I am with myself and my life.
Lastly, I’m easy going. Sometimes when life gets tough, it’s hard to be a happy-go-lucky person. But, I learned if you’re negative towards negative actions it doesn’t make anything positive. Just like two wrongs never make a right. I either go with the flow when things get rough, or I act positive like nothing will get worse.