Grass is greener where you water it

Talking figuratively and literally: I moved a lot from place to place only to find that it does not matter where I am, I am only going to be happy when I work on it.

All my life I thought that I needed to get out of somewhere to actually feel better.
But even after everything I have been through, it is always when I surrender that I start to feel lighter on my chest.

No matter where I am. No matter how pretty the grass I stand on.
It has never really been about where I am at.