Happiness can be a decision. I used to think negatively, constantly. I used to have horrible thoughts rip through my mind like barbed-wire pulled through veal or lace or loaves of bread and the only reason why they stopped was because I decided to stop them. I started at one street corner with an idea, "I will not think a negative thought until I reach the end of this block." And I didn't. I demanded that peace for myself, from myself. Then over time, that short walk grew into a longer one. Then it became, "I will not think a negative thought until 9 o'clock tonight." Minds, oddly enough, can respond to these requests and through this type of exercise, eventually, I conditioned myself to believe that negative thoughts were no longer welcome at all, at any time, so when they arrived, they weren't absorbed and thought-over. They were treated like passing clouds, or storms, not belonging to me, just passing through. Everyone has these storms. Everyone has these thoughts. Some people hang on to them with pride, a Stockholm Syndrome of the mind, but others don't. They instead develop tools within themselves - alarms, reminders, defenses: thought umbrellas. People don't succeed by sitting back and cursing the clouds. The clouds will always come. A storm is always lurking 'round the bend. There will always exist bad days. You decide how you'll deal with them. You decide how they'll affect you. You choose happiness when you choose to defend it.
Photo by Dylan Kitchener