Who's Out Here Measuring Our Happiness?
Not me, not Hermione, you!
COMMENTARIES


What is it, really? The journey? The destination? The way it feels when someone you like, likes you back? The wind in your hair when you walk along the beach? When you hang out with your friends? When you spend your weekend alone, curled up under the blanket, watching some TikTok videos? When you have a loving family? When you create a loving family? When you have children? When you don’t have children? The answer is, yes. All of them are happiness.
I’ve learned through life, and the movie Paper Town, that what we have today, what we can do today, if we enjoy it, is happiness in itself. I don’t consider playing video games wasting my time, nor do I consider learning a language I don’t speak, useless. Whenever I feel happy doing it, it’s not wasted. Even feeling sadness or anger, all of them, are not emotions I regret ever experiencing.
Life is diverse, instead of arguing about who’s doing better in life, and who’s happier than whom, we should focus on how we feel, and how we make ourselves feel. I feel bad for people who feel the need to criticize or put others down just to validate their own happiness. Simply put, you don’t need to tell your friend that they wasted their money buying expensive phones just to make you feel better having an older phone.
I feel happy by just existing. So many experiences I have yet to come across. So many things I want to try. Yet I don’t feel like I’m wasting my life by not doing them now. Every mistake, every right path I took, every person I made happy, every person I hurt, all of them, bad or good, shapes who I am today.
Go out there, enjoy life, make your own standard of happiness, you bastards.
(Not responsible for anything if what you’re doing for happiness is illegal, duh.)