When I was young, I’d look at my parents and think:
I’m going to have a happy marriage like theirs someday, Insha Allah (God willing)
What I didn’t know was, that I would meet people along the way who would make me, break me, put me together, leave me hanging, even some who I would hurt back, and made me realise that in the end, when no one is around, I have to live with myself, with every single mistake and experience. Contentedly. And I didn’t know how.
Happiness is a state of mind. Living with grudges and regrets is the worst thing a person can do. It bogs you down like a huge anchor, dragging you into an ocean of misery. Nobody wants to be with a person who is always pessimistic, sad or who shares depressing stories.
Don’t underestimate your needs. Live for others but don’t forget to live for yourself. Do things that make you happy. In the end, be the kind of person who you’d want to meet. Let fate do the rest.