It’s funny how people think they can determine what should and shouldn’t make you happy. That something can be determined as “wrong”. How can something that brings me so much joy, that makes me feel like I’ve never felt, completely blissful. How can something so purely wonderful be wrong? And what gives you the right to tell me how to attain my happiness? I know it’s just something I’ll have to get used to. But frankly, the fact that it’s something I’ll have to get used to, that to me, is what’s “wrong”.