So Thankful for Joy

For years I was a miserable woman. I was filled with hurt, sorrow, grief, bitterness, complaining, self-pity, negativity etc., and this was all coupled with loads of drama and trying to drag everyone into my troubles. Every once in a while I would have a few sprinkles of joy on top of my mountain of misery, but the joy was fleeting. If it’s possible to be addicted to misery, I think I was. Now mind you I have had tons of really hard stuff in my life. But I have since learned that joy is possible...