What is true happiness?
In my opinion, it is finding things in life that give you a sense of joy, long-term satisfaction, and contentedness. These things are very subjective and vary from person to person. Some people find happiness out of the simplest things in life. Things such as being with your boyfriend or girlfriend, playing with your kids, being at the beach on a sunny day, going to a show to see your favorite band play, eating ice cream, you get the idea...
When am I the happiest? My answer would be when I am with my closest friends. I remember hearing this quote from someone a long time ago, "your friends are God's way of apologizing for your family". I love this quote and still remember it after all these years. There is so much truth in that statement. I think everyone can relate to it. I haven't met anyone who hasn't had family problems. No one out there has the perfect family life. There are always ups-and-downs. Maybe there are more ups that downs, or downs than ups. But you can always count on your closest friends to be there for you when you've got no one else to turn to.
Reflecting on my life, I've had more downs than ups when it came to my family. Growing up in Chicago, I was surrounded by a very unstable household. Constantly being surrounded by negativity just made me want to distant myself from my family even further. I always wonder how different my life would be if I was raised in a different family environment. Would I be a significantly different person? I remember in high school, always going to my best friend's house after school and staying there until 11 or 12 at night. My friend's parents were always so warm towards me and acted more like parents to me than my real parents. It's sad when you come home after being out all day and your parents don't even care to ask where you've been. Thus began the decay of my relationship with my family. Luckily, I found comfort with my friends and their family.
To this day, my relationship with my family is still fractured. I haven't talked to my dad in years after I "moved out" here to California (which is a long story that I might write about someday). My mom and I get along, but we're not very close as my mom is to my siblings. I am thankful that I have the friends that I have, or else, I probably wouldn't be here today.
"Happiness Only Real When Shared"
In my opinion, it is finding things in life that give you a sense of joy, long-term satisfaction, and contentedness. These things are very subjective and vary from person to person. Some people find happiness out of the simplest things in life. Things such as being with your boyfriend or girlfriend, playing with your kids, being at the beach on a sunny day, going to a show to see your favorite band play, eating ice cream, you get the idea...
When am I the happiest? My answer would be when I am with my closest friends. I remember hearing this quote from someone a long time ago, "your friends are God's way of apologizing for your family". I love this quote and still remember it after all these years. There is so much truth in that statement. I think everyone can relate to it. I haven't met anyone who hasn't had family problems. No one out there has the perfect family life. There are always ups-and-downs. Maybe there are more ups that downs, or downs than ups. But you can always count on your closest friends to be there for you when you've got no one else to turn to.
Reflecting on my life, I've had more downs than ups when it came to my family. Growing up in Chicago, I was surrounded by a very unstable household. Constantly being surrounded by negativity just made me want to distant myself from my family even further. I always wonder how different my life would be if I was raised in a different family environment. Would I be a significantly different person? I remember in high school, always going to my best friend's house after school and staying there until 11 or 12 at night. My friend's parents were always so warm towards me and acted more like parents to me than my real parents. It's sad when you come home after being out all day and your parents don't even care to ask where you've been. Thus began the decay of my relationship with my family. Luckily, I found comfort with my friends and their family.
To this day, my relationship with my family is still fractured. I haven't talked to my dad in years after I "moved out" here to California (which is a long story that I might write about someday). My mom and I get along, but we're not very close as my mom is to my siblings. I am thankful that I have the friends that I have, or else, I probably wouldn't be here today.
"Happiness Only Real When Shared"
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