Paranoia always gets to me. I don't think I get over it so much as I repress it, but I guess it's better than constantly living in a catatonic depression. It's good to know that I've learned from at least one of my mistakes.

Well, today I was able to remind myself that there is always something bigger and greater than my own happiness in this world. I have yet to find that something, but simply knowing and understanding that such a thing exists serves as a comforting realization of how insignificant my life is in the course of time.

We don't always get what we want. Such is life and the way of the universe. I'm okay now.