Happier than I've been in a long time. My point of reference, of course, is the void that was most of last year; by February, I'd hit an all time low and couldn't see a way forward. The obvious way out was one I'm not going to detail here at the risk of sounding melodramatic. And for years, things had been building towards this, until I finally hit my lowest and actively started seeking help.
Then, after a much needed period of working on myself and my life, things started to improve. And it had a lot to do with the way I was looking at things, as much as circumstance; so, most of my satisfaction comes from my day job, which I love, I only wish I could make it into more of a career. For the first time in my life, I'm comfortable with my appearance. Sure, I'm prone to normal things, break outs, weight gain, wrinkles (when did they start to happen?), but I'm not in that head space where I'm looking at myself and wondering why I look the way I look. I'm surrounding myself with people who make me feel better about myself, not worse. And I'm starting to believe that I'm competent, confident, and that I have something to offer the world. That's the important part - I'm not looking at myself as a helpless burden on everyone around me.
Things at home, sure, they could be better. We're struggling for money, it's getting worse, and that causes all kinds of stress. But ... we've still got a roof over our heads. I'm still lucky enough to have things like food, hot water, a bed, a warm house to go to, and then luxuries like a TV, games console, internet connection, mobile phone contract (they're luxuries, not necessities). We haven't sold the house yet. We have a car.
Or, maybe I've finally snapped and have gotten to that point where I've become oblivious to all the negativity in my life as a matter of self preservation. If only I could have snapped in high school. Then, I wouldn't have spent so many years being miserable.