Failing to Happy

Motto of the story, everything happens for a reason.

So this is my first official blog post on something not related to fashion or food. I created this segment on my site because I feel I have sooo much to say and rather than seclude myself into a bubble of solely clothing or tastebuds, I wil be writing about random topics on a weekly basis. Definitely feel like I am finally settling down with my site and truly getting to know myself and what I do/ do not enjoy.

Ok well enough of the intro! Lets get to it.

So I am currently 21 years old. I am attending college and am majoring in marketing. Since I can remember I have always been a book nerd. I love school. At one point in my life, it felt as if getting good grades in school was what kept me going everyday. So yes, I am 100 percent a book loving nerd. I remember I never felt the urge to start dating(I was a huge tomboy junior high through sophomore year of high school).

So when I started college I met all different kind of guys. Some cool, some not so cool. As I went through meeting all these what I call (excuse my french) douche bags, it felt as if it was the never ending story of meeting the same kind of guys. So after giving it so much thought and just trying to connect the dots, I realized every story had one thing in common. ME.

Whether it was Bill or Joe(names not accurate) I finally came to the conclusion I was looking for happiness in a relationship. I was looking for someone other than myself to make me happy. So I was attracted to the smooth talkers and everytime something did not work out, I would be bummed but also realized there was something/someone better. What I was not realizing is that I had sooo much to work on (and still do) myself. Big red flag should have been me trying to find happiness with another person thinking that when I met the “one” I would be happy. Girls, that is never true.

I realize I am young (in some cultures more than others) but this stops becoming a question about when you will find the one and more of why you should stop looking for your other half and start making yourself happy. I have and keep on getting to truly know myself every single day.

So what I am trying to get at is in order to be happy, do not look anywhere else other than within you. You have all the tools you need to work on yourself and obtain the happiness you strive for. In my case it was going through failed relationships(or almost relationships) to realize that I was looking for happy in all the wrong places. The experiences I have gone through have made me thankful and I would seriously not have it any other way. Always remember everything happens for a reason. For those of you girls(or guys) out there who think you need someone or something to feel whole, you do not. You are enough. Trust me when I say this, you will not be able to be truly happy with anyone or in any situation if you do not work on yourself first.

Yes, this was definitely the valentines day article I never got to write. If anything just take this from it, whether it be in a relationship or in whatever it is you want to achieve in life, never stop working on yourself and striving to become the best you. I refuse to believe we live in a world where some people never experience genuine happiness. Something else would be to never settle and think that whatever thing that happened was not meant to happen. Everything happens for a reason. Always remember the people meant to be in your life will stay and those who are not will simply not. Never force, just let it be.

“If you don’t love yourself, how the hell are you gonna love somebody else” – Ru Paul

Much Love,

Karla Jocellyn

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