Not Depressed

I feel like such an idiot. I enact greek tragedies and when things work out, I feel foolish. Perhaps I should keep heartbreak to myself. But when I'm sad I don't know that I might be happy in the future, how could I? I'm truly and honestly sad, Bloggy. And if I have to censor a basic emotion like that from you, I might as well keep it all to myself then.

I am happy. But with caveats. Perfect happiness does not work and is a sure step to disappointment. Still. I am happy.