Happiness comes in many ways, it’s not just planted into your hands. You have to work, pray, and claim that happiness. I think one of the main things that made me analyze happiness differently was becoming an adult. The things that bring me happiness now are different as opposed to before such as bills being paid, having a stocked pantry, and closet, laundry done, house clean, and a happy family.
It’s amazing because they say “With pain comes strength,” and after my last happy moment ended, I tatted that on my arm to remind me that happiness also comes with pain, and once you get through that pain, you see so much and learn new things. After that, my life took a tremendous turn for the better. I had already been working on content to build my website, I did just that, persued an LLC for Literaturebyjessc, got an apartment, and was working two jobs all while being disabled, and in college. When that old happiness got word of how well I was doing, it tried to come back around in different ways. Did I allow some of it and why? Yes, because you needed to see that I was more than what you thought, and surpassed where you were. I needed you to know that I was capable of being alone, and successful. I went from being in the projects, to making projects, to google, to magazines, and graduating. It’s never seeking revenge, it’s what I call a common ground, or a level since of closure.
I say this to say that, happiness comes from hurt as well. Pain does two things, it either makes you want to become better, or sit in that thought. It’s okay to sit around in it, but don’t sit there too long. Handle it the best way you can, and continue to do and want better for yourself, and those around you. Each time I go through something, I stare at that one tattoo and remember where I came from, and I start analyzing where I plan to go from there. Once my mind is set on something, it’s going to get done the best way I can, even if that comes along with more pain in the mix of it, the outcome is always the bigger picture.
Happiness comes in many different forms, different blessings, different environments. I took the pain of knowing I have a disability that limits me to doing certain things, and went beyond that visiting others with the same condition so that they know they’re not alone. I’ve had zoom meetings, friendly parties, and even recorded some of my hardest moments showing the world via social media, not knowing what to expect in return, but I didn’t care because I knew if I could push, so can someone else. Seeing other people smile and question me how I could continue on in life with so much going on made me happy. It’s the littlest things such as giving back to your community in that way that made me feel amazing, because “With Pain Comes Strength,”.
- Literaturebyjessc ( Jessica Hunter )
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