Happiest Of All Myself
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  • Reads 146
  • Votes 46
  • Parts 14
  • Time 1h 5m
Ongoing, First published Dec 09, 2020
My purpose for writing this story is to tell people that their happiness lies in their hands. No one is responsible for your happiness. The one who is responsible is yourself. Many people in their teenage except other people to make them happy. They find their happiness in someone else. But the reality is that your happiness lies right inside you. Some of the people find it and some could never understand this thing. Happiness don't come in bundles or anything. You are the one who make smallest happiness into the biggest and you are the one who make smallest problem into the biggest. Believe me I have met people who don't have much happiness in their life but still they remain happy. Want to know the reason? There is no magical spell for this. It's just their mind set. They never depended on someone or something for their happiness. Happiness comes from yourself. 
i hope this story will help you in your life. i hope you might feel good after reading it.
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Then he came along

33 parts Ongoing Mature

My life could be described in three words. Loving but unloved. I knew my whole family cared less about me and many who were close to us knew it. It was an undeniable fact.Some would say I was ungrateful because my parents gave me everything- everything except their love. At times I prayed to God to give me another family but I knew better than that. He always has reasons for doing all things. I was raised in a home with 9 other siblings so at first I thought it was due to that fact. But it wasn't. They loved, cared and spoilt all my siblings. It stung each time I saw how happy they were even without me. It was like I never even existed. However, I existed just as the Hunts little secret and as the family black sheep. They thought I had some mental problem but I didn't. On another hand, I remained hopeful that my family would come to love me for who I was. I remained hopeful that my parents would shower me with the same love they did my siblings. But then he came along and changed everything.