When I was 16 years old I used to admire people with luxuries, a nice car and materialistic possessions. I got myself in a lot of debt trying to keep up. Trying to follow the crowd I knew I did not belong too.
I strongly believed that having everything they had would make me happy. That success was measured on how rich a person is.
It took me years to change my mindset. Many mistakes, and warning letters. But the journey to where I am now taught me so much.
I now look back and realise how wrong I was.
I no longer admire people for what they own, I admire those who are content with what they have.
I admire those with inner peace and self love that radiates from them like sunbeams.
I admire people who choose to be happy even when things around them are falling apart.
I admire people’s strength and perseverance.
Success is not measured by a persons bank account, but by their knowledge and happiness.
I am now grateful for everything I have.
Everything I know.
Everything I am.
I have everything I could possibly need.
I am allowing myself to be open, and to listen and learn.
I am me. And I am incredibly happy.