My Definition of Happiness

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the definition of happiness. And whether being content with your life is what makes you happy, or not.

I’m sure a lot of people reach their goals: they have their happy family, their stable, well-paying job, they have their house that they’ve worked really hard for. And I’m sure a lot of people reach these goals and then they think, okay, now I can relax. But I wonder how many people think, when they get there, instead, what next?

I don’t know if I’ll ever be happy if I’m simply content. I don’t want to stand still. I want to be moving, always, towards something bigger. I feel like I should always be trying to be better, trying to meet a goal and then a new goal once I’ve met that one. Which sounds like a recipe for unhappiness, when I think about it logistically. But that’s not what I think it is.

A static life is not one that I want. I want to always be working towards something. I am willing to believe that my own definition of happiness is living in the place where I’m working towards something bigger and better, always. I think that for me, happiness is the place where I’m working towards my goals, and achieving them, and then identifying the next ones.

It’s a place I think I’d like to stay.



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