I want you to be happy. Not happy, because (Idk where I heard this) but even the greatest people who achieved things with their lives were not happy all the time. There were moments that they were happy, maybe it lasted a day or two, but it never lasted a week.
A week, 7 days, 168 hours, 10,080 minutes, 604800 seconds of happiness, it doesn’t happen. Happiness is temporary, a rush, a surge of emotions that last momentarily.
I want you to be content. Content, not that you are not trying to better your life, but rather that you are not تعيس. That this would not be your case: that no matter no matter how great something happens it only lasts a moment or two and you go back to your routine state. Not accepting or loving yourself, not accepting or loving the people around you.
May you never run after happiness. But hunger and thirst for contentment and gratitude. May they be your light in times of darkness. That even in darkness you would have peace. Peace from the inside, that though the storms of life, your mind, and your heart are raging, there would be peace. Peace that doesn’t really make sense, but I’ve seen it in people.
May you never run after happiness, but hunger and thirst for contentment.