Have you ever asked yourselves, what is happiness? Or more specifically, what does happiness mean to you, as a person and an individual?
After yesterday, (my friend's Sweet 16) I think I grasped what happiness is to me.
For me, happiness doesn't have to be fancy. It doesn't have to be of an epic event or presents to make me happy. For me, happiness is simple.
I think I could live in a dump, and be surrounded by the people I love and I'll still be happy.
I think for me, life is not about how much time you have, but about who you choose to spend that time with and what you do together.
I don't need a huge house with a swimming pool in the backyard, or a car that'll cost me. I don't need any of that. I just need to be with the people I love.
My family, my friends and my other half is all I need in life. And the rest, I don't really care about it.
Some may argue that not having those things will cause problems between your family, and everyone you love. At some degree, I do agree with it, but not entirely.
I mean, sure! Of course it is going to be a problem when you're starving and cold. But I don't think I should make that aspect in life a thing that I'll consider for everything. When you think like that, all the material things will consume your life and soon, your life will be one huge fake failure.
But ultimately, I think the definition of happiness is personal. There is no "correct" meaning of happiness. Not that it matters anyway.
Being happy, is whatever that makes you happy. Twilight, Robert Pattinson and reading novels makes me happy.
What makes YOU happy?