Happily independent

When I said “ I want to live independently”. It doesn’t mean I want to be living alone, by myself, or some sorts of things like enjoying of being alone. Well, I don’t say those are wrong, they are just too narrow for what I define is “independence”. I still want to hang out, have a drink, chatting, talk to parent, cry, laugh or rely on someone. I still need someone to break my fall when I’m at worse, I still need a shoulder to lean on, a hand to hold on, compassion smile; cause I am a human being, and pursuit of happiness is what human does (or at least most of…). But then, being happy or not, how I am supposed to live, the only person can decide that is me. Because I’d never ever, let someone to decide for me how to live to have a happy life, or simply, decide on my happiness. I will be the one create it, I decide it. Independently happy. I don’t want my happiness to be tied on someone, or something, and being so scared of one day being broken into pieces. Because I don’t want to blame on any one for any wrong decisions or miserable moments in my life. It would be a lame excuse. So yep, I’m on my way. Creating my happiness.