I spent my teens and early twenties feeling like I had to do things extreme. Had to travel, hike, live off the grid, consciously living in poverty regardless of my income. Even constantly striving for a “simple life” in unhealthy ways that bordered on obsession
I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and realized I had to change my life drastically. I resisted and mourned the fact that I couldn’t have the things that I had yearned for.
But I’ve come to realized the yearning was simply a way to fill some void I had in my life that I couldn’t accept internally. I find happiness in having a stable job, a home, relationship, dog, children in the future. Building up a happy and stable life that I thought was a cop out in my younger years.
There’s nothing wrong with being normal. My childhood was chaotic and I am absolutely content having a simple, normal life filled with family and love. I don’t need to live out of a backpack, live without electricity, a phone, internet. I don’t need to backpack the world or gain “experiences” to give myself self-worth. I find happiness in sitting quietly and watching the world go by.
Submitted May 19, 2019 at 06:06PM by LilyChickadee http://bit.ly/2HrykkG
