I'm good at the pity party, can have fantastic events of this because I'm the guy that has to remind himself everything is getting better.
I was in a good one for a few weeks lately, but then I realized I don't have much to be sad about. Compare to where I was 6 years ago, my life is far better than I ever could have imagined. Tomorrow morning I'll be getting on a flight to go work for MTV. I would never have dared even dream of being on that flight when I was a witness. My paradise now will be when I own my home sitting in the middle of the mountains and sit on the porch with hot chocolate or coffee, and breathe in the peace.
How far have you gone towards being happy since you have been out, mentally? What is your paradise now?
WLG