The Search of Happiness

I just watched a movie called Hector and the Search for Happiness. Somehow, it intrigued me. It's a story about a mid-age psychiatrist that questioned his life all of a sudden. He lived a good life. Everything is in order and organized. But after meeting a stranger that asked for a happiness, Hector began to question his life and of course, his happiness as well. Then, he decided to travel the world to "research" about happiness.

What Hector was searching is actually what most of us, humans, search. People said that we live to be happy. Or the goal of life is to be happy. And people also said that the definition of happiness is different to everybody. One say that happiness means being rich. Other might say that happiness is being loved. And many many many more version of happiness definition that you might have heard. Thus, people began to search for their own definition of happiness. And so am I.

Sometimes I ask myself, "Am I happy?", but I couldn't find the answer. Or I'm just not sure about the answer. Happiness is something you can't measure, you know. It doesn't have an exact number to define it. Happiness doesn't have benchmark. So, how can you be sure that you're happy?

But then, I read a book and found this line that kinda "lift" the burden from my shoulder. It says, "People question what's the meaning of life as if their only goal is to answer it." That line hit me. As if I made myself looked like I didn't enjoy my life, I wasn't happy and I have to find the thing that makes me happy.

What I realized after reading that book was, "What if I actually am happy?". After all, I've never really given a hard time in life. I got a nice job with a nice pay, I got a pretty easy life, and I have friends to share life stories with. What else am I searching for? I felt like by questioning what happiness is for me, it means that I'm not living my life to the fullest, not living the moment, not enjoying the life that I'm actually supposed to enjoy.