Do it because you want to, not because you’re forced to.
Happiness is a choice but why do you have to choose if it can happen automatically with zero to less effort, just by simply doing what truly makes you happy. Knowing what makes you really happy is like HEAVEN.
I had a chat with my acquaintances and I shared about how I feel lost and don’t know what to do about life aside from going to work. I want to do something else but I’m not sure what and if it’s the right thing to do.
Feb reminded me of going back to the gym just like our men did; Louie asked me, “What makes you happy, Rose?” He shared about asking himself, “What’s he thankful and grateful for” everyday and then relating it to his GF. Emman and Louie cheered me up on writing stuffs about how I resolved my issues- they didn’t knew that day that I have this site. That’s exactly what I’m doing! I feel awakened and guided!
I really like the validation that I got from them without even asking for it. I really appreciate to have met people who loves what I do. It made me feel supported and motivated to keep doing what makes me really happy. Emman told me once, “If you feel like it is right for you, then you’re doing it right.” It’s another way of saying, trust your instincts.
In the past, I always want proof that “I’m good” but when I already have the proof, I wanted another proof. I simply can’t believe it and can’t accept that “I’m more than good enough!” This time, I did things differently. I put a little bit of confidence and trust in others good views of me.
I gave my college friends chances to prove themselves right about their beliefs in my abilities. I simply did not believed in me because I chose not to, it’s kinda too good to be true (me coming from a broken family, unsupported by my father who thinks he can’t put me to school; denied by my mother who thinks I’m different and she doesn’t feel deserving of me because she thinks she’s just a bullied orphan).
“The old me blaming my parents for making me feel unwanted for being different. The old me hating anyone who resembles my parents thoughts of themselves. The old me wanting to prove them wrong about their good thoughts about me; not doing what really makes me happy, because I don’t want them to feel unworthy of me. I thought it will make them happy if I stayed away from my Joy. It didn’t work! They haven’t changed, I made it worst! It makes me angry, unhappy and unfulfilled, and for what?”
I tried the other way, and guess what! They’re happy for me NOW. I accepted that I couldn’t change people by being unhappy. Maybe being happy and successful will inspire them to be BETTER and pursue what makes them happy as well. Maybe Marquis was right, Be happy and share your blessings. “You’re amazing!” He said. “I believed in you!” He said. “Stop Acting!” He said. “You deserve someone better!” He said. “You deserve someone who lived in Cebu, but I hope you will choose me.” He said. Oh and how long has it been? It’s been 5 years already! I changed my mindsets because I met him! “Be Happy.” He said.
Climbing, Rocks! 