We humans are mostly devoid of the art of acceptance. We couldn'tcan't accept it when anything is going good, or is going bad either.
We constantly engage ourselves in what could possibly be done instead and mourn over and over and over untillagain until our life turns into a form of hell that is sluggish and stagnated by our own beliefs.
As tolstoyTolstoy said, "Happiness is an allergy and unhappiness is a story". We spentspend our whole lives living in the stories that suck away the possibility of something good happening over the time.
The westernWestern philosophy is rich with the phrase, "be yourself".
But are we ever able to accept ourselves as the way we are.are? We couldn'tcan't accept usourselves being weak and fragile, because we are the ones who glorify winners and belittle others by calling them losers.
Being weak brings lapses to our clout and perfect notions of prestige, and that'swhich is how we sink ininto the masks of deceptive, happy faces, strong enough to not feel helpless or call for onesomeone.
If we cannot accept our own self, then how can we hope for rejoicingto rejoice in whatever life throws at us.
We unintentionally victimise ourselves in stories, embellish love with heartbreaksheartbreak, extrolextol our reasons offor being in the same melancholic place for years and doing nothing.

Because,
Acceptance is the only key to unlock happiness !!