It used to take a lot to make me happy. And what I mean by this is, I was drawn to over stimulation & activity. The bigger the event the better. And each activity in the future had to top the next. It was a vicious cycle of high expectations & the unappreciation of the mundane.
Back in March, when the whole world shutdown did I realize I still had this mentality. The thought of not going to restaurants & cooking from home was a nightmare to me. I found happiness in trying out different restaurants or having the quick satisfaction of fast food. And to me, it was a social gathering in my eyes. It’s a way to visit people. I’ve always prefered meeting people out than having home cooked meals at home. It seemed less boring.
But during quarantine, I had to suck it up & learn to enjoy home cooked meals. And it’s not that I never enjoyed cooking, it just seemed less exciting. Plus, sometimes I can be lazy. It’s funny when you are forced in a situation like quarantine, you learn to live with the circumstance or even like it. It’s like we are so afraid of change because we obviously don’t know what the latter would look like. Now, I look forward to our next meal at home & grocery shopping. Sometimes I even prefer it. Except when I’m craving Chick fil A. I will always be hungry for nuggets.
The same mentality went for social gatherings too. I’d much rather meet people out somewhere then sit in a house & drink. But during quarantine I missed all forms of social interaction. I’d take anything. Even a quick conversation with a stranger at the grocery store was enough for me. So, now I appreciate the simpler get togethers even more. I realized in a quieter setting, you have better conversation & in turn build closer friendships.
I realized simple was better.
Don’t get me wrong I still love the idea of big travels or going to fancy restaurants. But I appreciate those times more because I do it less. By not expecting those types of moments constantly, those memories become more special & less neutral.
I’ve become more fulfilled by both big events & the routines of life. My mom used to tell me, “your daily meals aren’t supposed to be parties in your mouth all the time”. And she’s right. It’s there to feed us & keep us nourished.
By focusing on the simple & being happy with boring, I am able to see life in a new light. I don’t want for much because I no longer have the urge to one up myself. I focus on goals that will help me BE a better person, instead of LOOKING LIKE a better person. Materialism won’t fix your personality.
And when I discovered this notion, I was done. I focus on building relationships & friendships. I ask how people are doing instead of telling them about myself. I take care of my body & try to be the healthiest person I can be. I work my ass off & thrive without having to brag about it. I no longer hide my emotions through things.
I am fulfilled.
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