As I recall, the times I've felt happiest in my life were when I've pleased myself. I remember the day I realized I was filled with complete joy and happiness. I was sitting on the sidewalk patio of the local coffee shop with friends. We were talking and laughing. That day, I'd had a kick ass workout, and I was feeling good about myself. In the midst of laughter, I realized I was with people who genuinely love me, people who I genuinely love. What more did I need?
That's when I understood. I remember telling my friend, Joanna, the other night, "I remember the moment I understood." This is that moment. Love is love, and being happy is being happy. I felt whole and complete on my own. That was the end of my journey. That was the beginning of my journey.
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