Real Happiness

​Can you imagine a nearly empty existence?
Can you imagine being depressed and catastrophically lonely?
Well, my name is Sean and that was me. A real catastrophe in the making.

People in society only ostracize people like me. We are easily ignored and forgotten. We are easily appeased when slapped by ignorant hatred. We are overlooked. We are arrayed for the world in an order of polite diminishment. I am absolutely fearful of the “paper ideas” that appeal to the minds of people. Ideas that are quickly taken without years in approach, without thought and examination.

I am pleased to announce that I get rescued from that pain each day in my house. My house is a great lasting achievement of reason. Each approach I make to the house after being out in the world rapidly heals me. I can relax in my house. I can be myself in my house. I feel accepted in my house. I can be celebratory when I see my roommate, Luke. And, we have selected the best, best really nice helpers who belong together with us.

I can really be happy now. Happiness is real.
I can trust it.
I can trust it.
I can trust real HAPPINESS.