Does that sound prolific enough? I have no idea what the path to happiness entails but I do know this; for the first time in a long time… I’ve realized… I feel happy today.
I forget what actual happiness feels like on days where my depression takes over. And my depression has been taking over for a long time now.
Not today, though. Today I woke up, I tidied my room, did two loads of laundry and all the while I listened to music and screeched along. I was productive. Perhaps not as productive as other people, but I’m not other people. I’m me. I set my own standards.
Today I know that I shouldn’t compare myself to other people.
Today I know that happiness is an actual thing I can feel because I feel it.
Today I know that the future can be bright.
Today I know that I’ve done productive things.
Today I feel happy and it feels nice.
I’ve been socializing with people who bring out the best in me. I’ve been opening up and all the while tried not to be scared to show who I am.
Tomorrow might be a dark day. It might be a bright day. I don’t care. Whatever it is, that’s a worry for tomorrow.
Today is a happy day. And it’s good. So incredibly good.