Happiness comes from within. You can have a huge house, a fast car, a well-paid job, all the money in the world, but unless you wake up feeling happy, and go to bed proud of what you achieve each day, proud of who you are, proud of what you believe in and what you are working towards, then what’s the point in life at all?
The guys in the camp are my constant inspiration. They might have nothing in the way of possessions, but they have dignity, hope and pride…so who is richer?
Sometimes I get all caught up in the bullshit, the politics, the bloody first-world problems I face every day and I get a bit bogged down by it all. Actually a lot bogged down. Sometimes I feel totally overwhelmed with responsibility, on the verge of an anxiety attack, nervous bloody breakdown. And then I take a step back, think about the guys in Calais, the families in Lesvos, and all the people who haven’t even made it that far yet, and it puts it all into perspective.
I’ve taken so much from this whole experience, meeting such amazing people, and I’m so grateful for what I’ve learnt along the way. It’s a journey and I’m still struggling with the feelings and emotions, the serious amount of emotions around it all, but I’m working on it, and keeping these guys as my constant reference, my pillars of true internal courage and strength.
Photo by Finlay O’Hara