I'm OK, You're OK?

When I think about this question of whether I'm happy or not, I simply note that I am not deeply depressed, therefore I am happy. Once you have experienced deep, harrowing depression, the presence of happiness becomes less important. The goal is mostly to feel okay....

Meaning, on the other hand...

This is what makes life worth living, I think, and I find a lot of meaning in life. Seeking after truth might initially make one unhappy with what one finds, but who needs to be happy if it costs you your soul?

Seeking after truth in time becomes kind of like putting together a puzzle, and at forty-one, it is satisfying to see some of the pieces fitting together in some pretty amazing ways!

I still haven't figured out how to reconcile the many blessings of my life with the extreme poverty of so many other's lives. This fact alone is enough to prevent me from being happy on even the brightest of days.

[via Been There...Still There]