When your girlfriend spontaneously starts to cry because you're just that great, you're doing pretty damn great.
I'm always surprised at how much swing there is in my mood swings.
And it always leads me to some sort of critical analysis.
Somehow, I always feel that no matter what, things will work out. Not always the way I'd like, but in a way that ends up helping me the most.
It's not security, just a lack of worry.
I think that's why my life has become better in the last couple of years. I've learned to control the worrying. I still do it, from time to time, but it's a spontaneous movement, not a constant threat.
It's a good feeling. I'm fairly sure I know who to thank.