What are you so unhappy about?
Ive been told that I have a flair for writing, but the irony is, when I am not feeling melancholy, the words simply refuse to come out. Hence, seeing that I am currently riding on a ridiculous high, I shall dispense with the flowery literature and cut to the chase.
In the last few weeks, I have had almost all those close to me lament about their lives. It seems to me that no one , in their twenty somethings, is happy. In fact, they are very UNhappy. I , on the other hand, have been feeling more content and focused than I have in a long time. Everything that I had worked hard for was coming to fruition. I could sit back and enjoy the fruits of my labour. I recently turned 27, have travelled around the world, lived in major cities, am spending my time between london and zurich in luxury , about to emabrk on an MBA at a pre-eminent european school and most importantly, I have amazing people i count as close friends and of course, a loving and supportive family .
I look at these amazing people I call friends. Those who have been frowning , been crying and searching. I turn to 2 men whom i have always admired. A close friend in Singapore, at 27 , a successful entrepreneur, and the other , a man who just turned 36, heading up a major firm and has always lived every moment of his life to the fullest. I ask them, what makes them tick?
The answers they gave me inspired me to pass on their words of wisdom.
My girlfriends are all beautiful , intelligent and giving women. Yet they are unhappy. If we didnt have such high expectations that we set for ourselves, perhaps we would take the time to sit back and appreciate what life has given us. We have time to lament, because we are not struggling to fill our stomahces. We are alone in a foreign city , because we have the fortune to see the world. We feel cheated by men, because we attracted them in the first place. We complain about the train being delayed, because we have the option NOT to walk, and because we are fortunate enough to have somewhere interesting to go to. We have too many pairs of shoes, too many bags, we never go hungry, we have people who love us, we sometimes get pimples, but we will never die of malaria, we are afraid to die, because we have so much to live for.
We forget about how amazing our lives are, because we have so much time to remember the little things that upset us. We stress because we are faced with decisions, but what if we didnt have any options, and every day all we could choose to do was struggle to survive, or die of hunger?
I could apologise for how cliche this blog is, but I wont. Because in reality, we are all so clouded by our thoughts of what we havnt got, that we forget to appreciate what we have.
so instead of saying sorry , I would say, thank you, for reading to the end, and even more so, thank you for letting my words change your life.
In the last few weeks, I have had almost all those close to me lament about their lives. It seems to me that no one , in their twenty somethings, is happy. In fact, they are very UNhappy. I , on the other hand, have been feeling more content and focused than I have in a long time. Everything that I had worked hard for was coming to fruition. I could sit back and enjoy the fruits of my labour. I recently turned 27, have travelled around the world, lived in major cities, am spending my time between london and zurich in luxury , about to emabrk on an MBA at a pre-eminent european school and most importantly, I have amazing people i count as close friends and of course, a loving and supportive family .
I look at these amazing people I call friends. Those who have been frowning , been crying and searching. I turn to 2 men whom i have always admired. A close friend in Singapore, at 27 , a successful entrepreneur, and the other , a man who just turned 36, heading up a major firm and has always lived every moment of his life to the fullest. I ask them, what makes them tick?
The answers they gave me inspired me to pass on their words of wisdom.
My girlfriends are all beautiful , intelligent and giving women. Yet they are unhappy. If we didnt have such high expectations that we set for ourselves, perhaps we would take the time to sit back and appreciate what life has given us. We have time to lament, because we are not struggling to fill our stomahces. We are alone in a foreign city , because we have the fortune to see the world. We feel cheated by men, because we attracted them in the first place. We complain about the train being delayed, because we have the option NOT to walk, and because we are fortunate enough to have somewhere interesting to go to. We have too many pairs of shoes, too many bags, we never go hungry, we have people who love us, we sometimes get pimples, but we will never die of malaria, we are afraid to die, because we have so much to live for.
We forget about how amazing our lives are, because we have so much time to remember the little things that upset us. We stress because we are faced with decisions, but what if we didnt have any options, and every day all we could choose to do was struggle to survive, or die of hunger?
I could apologise for how cliche this blog is, but I wont. Because in reality, we are all so clouded by our thoughts of what we havnt got, that we forget to appreciate what we have.
so instead of saying sorry , I would say, thank you, for reading to the end, and even more so, thank you for letting my words change your life.
posted by Le SnowQueen at
12:28 PM
