Happy. Well, what really is ‘happy’? I think it’s different for everyone, dependant on what they have already and what they’re ‘missing’. You know those memes – one person is extremely happy with their one rose that they’ve managed to grow and the neighbours are pissed off with an entire fucking garden!! Anyway…
Happiness for me whittles down to my people; my man, family and my girlfriends. They keep me sane and immediately put a smile on my face as soon as I see them. Even on a bad day. Don’t get me wrong, I get pissed off with them sometimes too, but that’s normal.
As an anxiety sufferer (frankly I don’t want to call it suffering because it’s really okay, and pretty normal to struggle with anxiety sometimes) I have specifically chosen my friends and really narrowed down my friendship groups to very small amounts of people. That doesn’t make me a loser. I’ve been there and done that, the massive groups of ‘friends’ aren’t how they’re made out to be. I actually felt lonelier than EVER!
Having a small group of very close friends helps me to keep in touch and have more valuable relationships rather than having plenty of people to please, which is seriously boring after a while. They take me for me, happy or sad, comfy or dressy; they love me for me and that’s exactly how we work. It’s a definite feeling of being at home and I strongly believe home is where the heart is and my heart is with those bloody lucky 6 or so people…
And that’s it. That is happiness. Those days in tracksuits, sitting in front of shit TV or films with unlimited cups of tea (prosecco) and biscuits (shit tonne of chocolate). There’s nothing holding us back from happiness and one thing I want readers to do is write down 5 things that make them happy and make a strong effort to do them at least once over the next week.
Challenge accepted? Good. Best of luck kids. Love from, Amber x
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