Lately everything has come down to this, for me at least, looking at random strangers, envying them, feeling bad about my own life and ending up depressed.
Look at failure as a stepping stone to success.
Patience. In an age of constant communication and instant gratification, the notion of working hard to achieve something is slowly being programmed out. Everything should be on-tap, on-demand, and around the clock.
Why are people so focused on finding the next one before getting over the last one?
But if you’re constantly running around the map chasing “likes” are you really gaining from your travels? Are you really returning with a new level of understanding and a deeper connection to the world?
We are so obsessed with this sense of approval that we are no longer going off of what makes us happy, but what we think other people will see as happiness.
We shouldn’t be ashamed of feeling beautiful and wanting to share it with our friends and with the world.