What was happiness, anyway? Unfettered shopping sounds amusing but what really was the key? Love? Respect? Equal opportunity? A day without derision? I’d take any, I mean – isn’t that what most seek and long for? One or more? Money and happiness too, naturally.

But why did the stars not align for me? Self-pity is annoying – my therapist tells me such quite often. But it doesn’t change what the fuck you feel. Why can’t you talk about how shitty you feel when people ignore or treat you like shit? I pay your skinny ass to listen. Show compassion – not just on the shit that you brilliantly suggest. I have a say in my own fucked-up life too!