I could pop a pill everyday and be blissfully numb. I could drink a fifth of vodka and sleep pain away. But would I really be living? I think not. In trying to save myself from the darkest parts of life, I would also be robbing myself of all the best parts of it. We have to take the good with the bad and that's a hard lesson to deal with sometimes, especially when things are really, really hard.
The person who climbs out of the pit, makes lemons out of lemonade, turns a negative into a positive- this is the person who is truly happy. Truly alive. THIS is the kind of person I want to be. So I'll deal with whatever the road to happiness is paved with, and along the way, I'll be a lot of things, but above all-I'll be happy - and I'll consider myself lucky.