Journal Entry 9

When all people from various social strata and various backgrounds and beliefs compliment you on something, then you know you have a superpower.
Wanna know what my superpower is? Smiling!
Even in the darkest times of my life, when i was more depressed than I'd ever been, people would ask me from where I derived my happiness, and they would all get jealous without knowing about those wounds, those satisfying cuts on my body and on my soul.
I'm still not sure if that's a good thing hiding my true feelings so perfectly when I need to scream it all out as loudly as I can. But that's all the past now. My fake smiles are history. Now I truly am happy, as happy as I could ever be.