I am happy, there is no denying it. I spend a year with someone, and after two months apart I am finally happy. There were tears and heartaches and sometimes I still can't believe it is over, can't believe that he could hurt me like he did. But it is over and it is without a doubt for the best.

I smile so often these days that my jaw hurts.

I just hate that the thing that makes me smile most is something that is so complicated in essence even if it's not on the surface.

I should learn to just take what life throws at me without worrying too much.