The doorway is always there.

The only difference is, I walked through it.

Suffering hounded me but I never surrendered my right to happiness.

I looked and looked and looked.

I looked for 10 years before the door revealed itself.

I looked in all the wrong places before finally conceding defeat.

In the depths of darkness, the doorway to happiness was all lit up like a Christmas tree.

And just like that, I walked through it.

It was easy, effortless and spontaneous.