Day 101: 100 Happy Days
I got used to think about these happy thoughts before going to sleep. I have been trying to be happy for 100 days, and I made it. There were days when everything was awesome. And there were days when more often than not, I felt fucked up.
My journey to 100 happy days was not easy. I have always set my standars high and in days like these when nothing really happened, I find it challenging to decide what to post.
Don’t get me wrong, I have tons of things that made me happy within those numbered days, such as my out of towns, my realizations, clothes, friends, food, sex, my promotion, etc. One of the things that I learned from this exercise is to find the beauty in the ugly.
What I didn’t tell everyone is I am currently undergoing this medication where I am supposed to take this medicine in which one of its adverse effects is mild to moderate depression. I was in the same medication three years ago, and I didn’t finish it as it drove me nuts! My doctor had to always remind me that I am special and awesome and she had always given me chill pills for free. I still haven’t figured out how Isotretinoin can be sort of depressing but I think this 100 happy days shit helped me get along.
If you check their website 100happydays.com, you’ll read the claims of the people who made it. The last bullet was claims about people falling in love during the process. I’d like my whole network to know that even though I’m not in a relationship that falls under the norm and dictionary definition, I fell in love and he keeps me happy.
Falling in love. Tough to define, yet easy to do. Ironic how it’s supposed to make you feel happy, it can also be ugly. As long as put your heart on your sleeve, you’re fine. It’s just the matter of finding your perfect match. Until that day comes, be happy with what you have. Who knows? That person might be going through the same vulnerability like you, holding on to the same happiness you’re giving that person.
Tomorrow, I’ll face the challenge in trying to be happy without this guide. I’ll make sure to continue working on what this exercise has taught me. Life is short and beautiful, and it should be more and more beautiful every single day. I’m scared to fail, but I need to do this alone.
To those who I annoyed, you can add me as a friend now or you can unmute me now. I hope you understand and I love you. To those who keep fighting for their happy days, I feel you. Good luck on your journey!
I would like to challenge anyone who reads this to try this exercise. If you succeed and didn’t feel better than how good you are today, I will slit my neck.
Cheers to happiness!
They say happiness is choice. They say you hold your destiny. In situations where we get lost and there’s no one to hold on to, I often wonder if we ever will be truly contented?