* This was written months ago and saved in drafts...I should have listened harder to myself back then.
I use to look to others for my happiness. I guess I felt the responsiblity didn't reside in myself. Perhaps it has to do with being chronically disappointed by my father my whole childhood. Throughout life I continued to find men that always disappointed me. I thought that maybe I didn't deserve better, didn't deserve happiness. I've begun to realize that the choices I made, the people I surrounded myself with, were all factors in my happiness level. That ultimately it was up to me. A good manta to live by is, "is it better to be right or to be happy?" I chose happy and I haven't looked back since. Since having Mak, my life has been complete bliss. Turned upside down but bliss.
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