anxiety, depression

Happy

I was happy today. It was strange.

I don’t mean I was happy that it was Friday; or I was happy that the weekend was starting. I wasn’t necessarily happy about something. I was just…. happy.

It is not uncommon for me to be happy about something, but I am usually stressed while being happy about ABC or frustrated but happy the weekend is here. To be just happy, that doesn’t happy often. I actually had to look deep inside to figure out what I was feeling because it has been so long.

When you are happy and you know it, treasure it. It’s important to be happy about this or that, but it’s also important to just be happy.