I remember feeling so frustrated that during special occasions or milestones or in good company, I’d theoretically be doing something that made me happy, but I couldn’t control if I was in a good or bad mood and it was hard to shake. I remember listening to Sheryl Crow on the radio and hearing the lyrics “If it makes you happy, then why the hell are you so sad?” And I didn’t know why she had to call me out like that.
