[Story] How I discovered happiness in the chaos

I had always believed that happiness was something I had yet to find. A needle in a stack of hay, a road I had not followed, or a diamond in the rough. It was not until recently that I had realized, happiness was not some secret treasure we were programmed to discover. Happiness is not found at all.

Happiness is built.

It is built in places, put together by various people in our lives, strung together by smells and things that we see everyday. It is the little moments and the big events that both destroy us and make us.

And like that- my life had changed. I'll admit, I am very young. I have a whole lot of life to live, experience to gain, and lessons to learn. But after struggling with what seemed like a depression that would haunt me from my early teenage years till the end, I had finally opened my eyes.

Build your happiness. Build it with songs that you can dance to and movies that you can cry to. Build it with people who make you laugh, who make you smile. Build it with the people who put you down, who never believed in you. In the long run, the ones who hurt you are the foundation of this house of happiness.

In this world there are tilting towers that manage to stand even with a cracked foundation. Don't let the broken pieces of your foundation make you fall. Become a sight to see, a wonder, and an amazement. Leave people wondering, "How are they still standing?"

The most broken things are the most beautiful. They've managed to survive despite the cracks. Yes, often enough a piece of that happiness does manage to chip away or fall off, it happens. But just because that piece is gone doesn't mean your happiness is any less, it's just different. Maybe it is no longer square, maybe it is a diamond, or a triangle. Maybe another piece will come along that just won't fit that old spot. Then you'll glue it onto another part and make your shape even more different. Maybe not as it used to be, but certainly not any less.

Happiness isn't the ability to be happy when that shape is only big and shiny. True happiness is the ability to feel joy even when that shape is miniscule and minimal. It is what you make of it.

Submitted March 05, 2017 at 10:42AM by ThoseTidess http://ift.tt/2mr2wT6