I was depressed in high school and talking to my mom about happiness and one of the things she said to me, was that often real happiness comes from learning to be happy with being content.

At the time I honestly found the thought kind of depressing, but it stuck with me and I've only seen it to be truer and truer as I've gotten older.

Anon reinvents stoicism

helping with dishes at home = happy

Nice try, mom.

Good start, anyone who wishes can use a level-up of this:

You. Will. Die

So might as well enjo the ride while it lasts

Compared to known universe, you are less than a spec, you mean nothing. Everything means nothing. So might as well enjoy what you like

Its depending your happiness on your own state of being vs depending on external validation for your happiness.

One day "it might not be much but I am genuinely content and happy"

I've started to enjoy my mornings (helps that it's summer).

But just chilling in the morning with a tea I have found is a great way to start the day. Being rushed and stressed first thing in the morning is a recipe for a shit day.

fried egg + rice is the best breakfast, fuck every shape of pancake

OpP adjusted to life expectations