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.