The Best Advice
The best advice my mother ever gave me. Find the thing that makes you happy and do it.
Such a generic thing to say, I know. But at the time when she told me this I was feeling really low. I was putting on a smile and basically faking it until I make it. But that wasn’t working. Something deep was happening and I couldn’t figure out what was wrong. I felt fat, ugly, and felt like what’s the point. I talked to my boyfriend about it but all he could do was listen he couldn’t give advice on the matter because he had never went through it. So I called my mother and we just started to talk. She told me about her day and we laughed, well she laughed and I faked a small chuckle.
Then eventually she asked me how I was doing and all I could say I “I don’t know”. Because I literally didn’t know how I was doing I was feeling down, but not totally, but I knew I wasn’t happy.
I then began to explain to her how I had been feeling the last few weeks and I have been putting on a brave face, but it was starting to become all consuming. She said well what you need to do is find the thing that makes me happy and do that. I then asked her “but I what if I don’t know what that is”. She said well you have something to think about.
My mother is always very blunt, not in a mean way but in the way that eases you because it’s the truth no one else would dare tell you.
So now here I am writing this, because writing used to be a thing I would do to make me happy and in this moment I do feel better. Something so simple she said, something I probably thought about in the past but never really listened to. I from now on vow to find the thing that makes me happy and now begins an adventure of finding what that truly is.
Wish me luck...
