She has money (Being happy #1)

This post is kinda personal. It is story of my life and I kinda must tell you if you want to understand why I want some changes or why I am doing certain things.

Being happy will be a series on my blog "telling" you how to be more happy, more satisfied with your life. It will also be my progress and it will be based on my life experience. I am not, in any way, saying this will be a guide book to be more happy or "if you follow those rules you will be more happy", because this is my own, not tried yet, project that I am going to share with you on my blog. If I fail miserably, I guess I will have to find another way to bo more happy with my life but I really believe and trust in this and also have high expectation, so I am pretty sure this will work out (:

Some people equals being happy with money. "You are so lucy, you have money. You must be so satisfied with your life, because you are rich." Most of the time I just laugh, because I never feel like explaining myself. I really am rich, but not because of money, but because I have a few really great friends, supporting family, a lovely dog and a house to live in. So yes, I am rich, but in no way I am materialistic.

I admit, I also have money and people most of the time see just that - money. 

When I turned 18, you know... officialy became an adult my dad passed away. I was excatly 18 years, 1 month and 9 days old and in a minute my whole life changed. 

I am the only child and that being said I was the ultimate daddy's girl, but not in spoiled way. He was and still is, my hero, my king. he motivated me and most of all believed in me like no other.

As a child I was actually really happy, carefree, living in a loving family who always supported me, even as a teenager when I was a complete trouble they never gave up on me and for that I will be forever thankfull. 

So when my dad passed away, I had to take over all family business or how people like to say, the day I recived the money. Funny thing, they never realised that that was the day I also recive a bunch of obligations that I didn't want or need at that age, but that is not what is important, right? More over, I lost my dad. My inspiration.

At that time I really closed myself up and just start working so hard that I didn't have time to think about my feelings or being happy or being whatever else than busy. I lost myself.

I lost my passion to many things, like I used to love photography or riding horses. I used to have so many hobbies and I simply just quit them all.

This is kinda where I came from, why I want to change some things and make myself a better person, more happy. To be more positive. 

Because you know what, life is beautiful but most of the time we just dont want to see it. I strongly believe that we make past way better than it actually was and to be honest, I am done with the past, because I want a brighter future. 

I hope you will join me on this road. If you have any questions or anything really I am more than willing to answer (:

-Bella.