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Choose: My Happiness or Yours?



We can’t deny that we’ve all been through this rough decision.

You wanna go home but your friends want you to stay?
You wanna buy your favorite shoes but your mom insists that the shoes she picked was better?
You wanna be a teacher but your parents wants you to be an engineer?


Those are just some of the hard decisions to think over. Whether you’ll go for what you want but the other side gets disappointed or you follow the wants of others and you just have to bear with it. 

But to think of it, sometimes you have to fight for yourself. I mean, yes, you want to make them happy, but what about you? Are you gonna be happy? Yes, sometimes you have to think about others before yourself but it doesn't mean you have to do it all the time...because sometimes, people can abuse you for that. Would you want that? Definitely not.

But then the thought that you're risking something over your happiness might come into mind. Take for example, your friendship. Yes, they may not be happy because you declined their offer but sometimes, they should understand that. They should understand that they don't have to control you over something they want, that's what friends are, right? 
It is true that it's not that easy but...think about it...They will get used to you as someone who just goes with the flow and take advantage of it. Why not change a little and try seeing things your way? Make them see that you can be the boss of yourself as well.

Changing is indeed hard, but like what they say, "Change is the only constant thing in this world." Why not spread your wings a little? Show them that side of yours that's never been seen by anyone. Make a change. Chase your happiness and not just force it to come. We make our own happiness and that's that. No one can say otherwise.

You wanna be a teacher? Then be a teacher.
You wanna help someone out? Then don't hesitate to give a helping hand.
You wanna make a difference? Then go for it.

Sometimes, we just need to look at the positive side of things and never jump out to the negative side. What if you're just over-thinking it, right? We just have to change our what if's to I know's.

I know they'll understand.
I know they'll still be there for me.
I know they'll never leave.

All we need is understanding. Nothing more, nothing less.

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