Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

Sometimes I wish I wasn't so corrupted, so unbearably unhappy, but when when I do, I find myself realizing how much I love it, how much I embrace being sad, even when I don't want to be, how much I appreciate being able to see and understand and have such deep sorrowful feelings, how being happy would make me so ignorant. So even though I want to be happy, want it more than anything else in the world, I wouldn't be able to stand it, couldn't live with it.
Without my sadness, I'd be nothing.