Passages of the book I will never write

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“Are you happy” Is such a difficult question to answer. I always say yes because I
have friends and I laugh at jokes, I go out a lot and have fun. My life is not as bad as it could
be. My problems aren't as bad as they could be. It all could be worse. But then… some
nights at 3 AM when I am alone and still awake, lying in my bed and thinking about life. I
find myself crying my heart out. And then suddenly i'm convinced that nobody likes me, or
nobody will ever like me. I feel horrible and I question everything I am. And then, in that
moment, I don't know if I was ever happy at all.