Esha's Story - Help Yourself

We all need to help ourselves. I've gone through a lot, and I often wonder why things happen to me, or why certain things happen to me.

Then, one day, as I was walking by the road, I saw a little boy, maybe around 4 or 5 years old. He was trying to sell things. That day, it hit me—At least I have food to eat.

Another time, I was in the hospital, surrounded by many patients in critical condition. That made me think—At least I'm healthy.

I also had a classmate whose parents both passed away. That day, I realized the true value of life. It's the biggest blessing, and here I am, still complaining. Constantly complaining and never savoring any moment. It makes me think about all the things I hope to have. That was the moment I understood—I needed to stop this cycle.

Why am I always ungrateful? When I acquire something or achieve a goal, it no longer brings me happiness because I'm already looking for more and more. So, I believe I genuinely need to help myself. To mend myself. To remind myself that everything will be alright.

I will overcome, and truthfully, I already have everything I need. I must be grateful for being here, writing this. Grateful for cherishing those small moments with family, friends, and cousins.

It's time to focus on today, not tomorrow. Each morning, my first action is to thank Allah for every blessing, for everything He has done for me.

Perhaps I'm not living my absolute best life yet, but I trust that one day I'll achieve it. The contentment we gain from practicing gratitude is indescribable.

There's one crucial point I want to emphasize—everything falls into place. Everything began to make sense, at least for me. Now, I understand why everything unfolded as it did—to shield me from greater hardships.