I can remember the exact moment the last time I was truly happy. It was 9 years ago in January 2009. I'd lost this job I loved, and all my 'friends' in the process. I'd been working very hard for about 6 months every day drawing, writing, and coding in an attempt to put together a college application for the school of my dreams. Finally, after sending it off and waiting with baited breath to find out what direction the entire rest of my life would take, on that January afternoon I received my letter of acceptance. Boy, I rode that high for days. It felt so good, everything was just a little brighter, and I couldn't wipe that stupid grin off my face. That was the last time I can remember being actually happy.
It's been all down hill since. Nothing worked out in the slightest. In fact some may argue I am worse off now in my current predicament than I was before I made the move and went to school.