For the last 20 years of my life I've been searching high and low for the simple thing called happiness. Some days are easier than others. Then somedays make it seem hard enough just to breath.
But none of that matters anymore.
Could this really be the key to happiness? My true happiness is not my own. It's knowing that you're happy. That you're safe. Just sitting next to you makes me smile. It makes me happy. Even thinking back to those days when I thought I couldn't go on, I look in your eyes and every mistake that I've made disappears. Because every single one of them has lead me to you.
Inside the mind of a bi-polar artist who just needs somewhere to get things out of her head.
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