Every day I deal with clinical happiness, I go about my day smiling. It’s a real problem, so I come here and read these edgy comments to get my daily dose of depression. My happiness comes with a lot of bad side affects, like the other day I was singing while making eggs and I burned my finger due to the dance I was partaking in. And sometimes when i’m all alone i’ll curl up in a ball in the corner of my room and sing here comes the sun while thinking of my friends. I hope I can get your prayers and thoughts while I go through this tough time.