“ Anyway, I say all of this now and I’ll probably be googling Sylvia Plath quotes in a week but whatever, just bear with me for a second. Being truly happy, to me, is a choice you have to make. I wasn’t aware of this before. I thought happiness, like dying, was a guarantee but, oops, it’s not. It involves hard work and not succumbing to the attractive lure of melancholy.
— What You Have To Do In Order To Be Truly Happy by Ryan O’Connell. This piece really captures my sometimes-struggles with blue moods. I just enjoy somber music and snow-reflected blue lighting and sad poetry too much sometimes and I forget that actually nothing is wrong at all.
