How about if I tell you that I didn’t believe it either. I spent my entire life thinking no one was really happy and the ones that acted like they were — well, they were just phony. I wanted to believe that because I WASN’T HAPPY.
So guess what? I’m in my 60s, and I was wrong about it all. I hate being wrong. Hate it. But this time I’ll live with it because I love this feeling of enjoying my life and feeling happy. Happy and positive. I was unhappy and negative before. I am being 100% honest. I don’t know how to be any other way.