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What Does Happiness Mean to You?

 Life feels a lot like going up and down stairs.


When we climb high,

there’s always a moment we must descend again.


But whether someone stands at the top

or stays near the bottom,

the truth is—

very few of us know what happiness truly means.


Because happiness doesn’t come with one clear answer.

It’s different for everyone.


For me, the answer used to be money.

I chased it for years,

thinking it would lead to joy or peace.


But the more I chased it,

the farther it seemed to drift away.

And the things I once loved

began to fade.


Over time,

I forgot what my dreams even were.

I became numb to my own emotions.


I don’t think I’m the only one.

Many of us go through life

not knowing what happiness really means,

or how to reach it.


Some people need to fill themselves to feel happy.

Others need to empty themselves to feel at peace.


And in the middle of it all,

I want to ask something simple.


When are you truly happy?

And what does happiness mean to you?


If it feels okay,

you’re welcome to share your thoughts in the comments.

We may all be walking different paths,

but maybe—we’re carrying the same questions.


What does your silence sound like?  
Share your story in the comments below.  
#SoulBridgeVoices

#SoulBridge #WhatIsHappiness #YouAreNotAlone  
#HealingWords #BridgeBuilders #InnerReflection


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