Happiness is not a destination, it's a road

Hi, guys!

This evening I do some personal writing posts, and this one is among them.

For these last few weeks I was thinking about my life a lot. You know, in general. Who I am, where am I going, where I came from. And all of a sudden I realized that only recently I learned how to actually live, how to live with pleasure. And I will not even affirm that I realized it in full size - I'm at the beginning of my way, but I finally found this beginning.

Being myself was always a problem for me. I was like a chameleon, subconsciously trying to mimic to everyone's expectations and suffering from it. It  took me years to realize that the only way I can be happy is to be happy from the inside, and so I can be happy outside. Not vice versa. 

And one more thing. I realized that happiness is not the destination. It's a road to go.

By the way I was sure that I'll never be able to make a more or less good looking selfie. Seems like my new phone disagrees:) 

So, when I finally understood that it's my only life, and it's mine, and I'm responsible for it - everything became different. Especially when it comes to choices we make.

I wish you all the best and will be happy if you'll support me with vote:)

Love, Inber