I’m mostly happy. Apparently I’m not happy enough for other people, including my family.
My lack of happy seems to make these people think I’m a boring, sad, mean person….
I’m smiling on the inside. Can’t that just be good enough for everyone?
I can be happy about things and be depressed at the same time. I know that’s complicated and I wish that I didn’t have to be complicated so that you could know that I’m happy and we can all be happy together.
Unfortunately it’s not that easy for me.
I’m not unhappy. I’m not angry. I’m not mad. I just am.