I have promised myself not to give up. This is possibly the only real promise we can ever make in life. A promise to ourselves, a promise to keep resilient, to keep hopeful, to keep trying. A commitment to keep pursuing our happiness regardless any boundaries we come across in the way. This, I believe, is the only thing we owe to ourselves. We should never give up on trying to find happiness.
Firstly, I must correct myself.
There’s no such a thing as “finding” happiness. Happiness, as a state of mind and spirit, may not be materially possessed orfound. Said that, it would be more appropriate to say that we should never give up on trying to BE happy.
But how do we get to be happy?
Sorry, my friend, but do you really think happy people write texts such as this one you’re reading? No, they don’t. They are too busy being happy.
In other words, I don’t know.
What I do know is that there’s no treasure map to follow. No secrets or instructions. “Finding” happiness implies walking in the dark, facing our fears, overcoming defeats and living in uncertainty.
That, my friend, is scary as hell.
At some point we all question the path we are taking, we all hear the doubt yelling louder in our ears, and we all wish we could come back. Guess what? We can’t. Moving forward is the only direction it’s possible taking.
We ought to take the road towards happiness. A road to which we are never prepared, and paradoxically, at the same time, a road to which we are always prepared, because all we have to take with us is our willing.
I am sure I want to be happy, therefore I move forward.
We can never be sure of anything else. We can’t predict the future or control anything. Thus, planning is useless. Life follows no platform, no script. Truth is that it’s completely possible that you never find the love of your life. It’s completely possible that none of your dreams come true. It’s completely possible you don’t make to the end of text and die in the end of this sentence…
I’m glad you’re still alive.
Author: Diogo Prudente