happiness

I have been wondering about happiness for a long time. I've spend years feeling sorry for myself...Worrying about everything and trying to overcome low self-esteem, school bullying, verbal abuse, others' expectations, society's pressures, my father's death, sadness and then CH. Last summer things begun to look brighter. Now I now that it's all up to me. I can't rely on anybody else to make me happy. I must do that myself. But in the process I can make others happy, too. And have others in my life.
I just wish that when the darker moments come, I'll recall how great I felt today. I was totally, complitely happy. All thanks to me an me alone.
"If you can dream it, you can live it". I believe in that quote.