Just...

Complaining is an act which makes me feel guilty... and I try not to focus on the negative so much in my life so that those complainy feelings are usually very short lived anyway. Today was really rough on me in some aspects, but as I walked the street up to my white picket fence, smelling the insane scents of blooming California roses, I forgot why I wanted so badly ten minutes prior to burst into tears. 

I'm fine.

That's nice to just acknowledge sometimes.