You have to be willing to be happy. Despite the mess of your life – just accept what’s happened, throw away your ideals, and create a new map of happiness to follow.
Weak people let their pain choke them to a slow, emotional death. Strong people use that pain. They use it as fuel.
Sadness is an emotion you can trust. It is stronger than all of the other emotions. It makes happiness look fickle and untrustworthy. It pervades, lasts longer, and replaces the good feelings with such an eloquent ease you don’t even feel the shift until you are suddenly wrapped in its chains. How hard we strive for happiness, and once we finally have the elusive feeling in our grasp, we hold it briefly, like water as it trickles through our fingers.
Life is all about allowing people choices to be who they want. But the majority of people choose to be worthless.