Had I been honest with myself, and all other concerned parties, long ago, I probably wouldn't be in the same mess I am now. The fact of the matter is, though, that I wasn't, and here I am.
I got something off of my chest tonight, that I'd had bottled up for quite some time. It may have been the wrong thing to say, but I said it for all the right reasons. I don't care what the consequences may be, now that it's off my chest, I've actually smiled a real smile...something I haven't done in the last few weeks, at least.
While this wasn't the issue that pushed me under, I think that now that the weight from it is gone, I can start back on the road to the surface. At least the trip back up will be a less burdened one.
This time I mean it to the fullest: joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea, joy to you and me.
While I wouldn't call my state 'fully happy' I'd say that it is definately the happiest I have been in a while...and it has nothing to do with me.