The funny thing about me is that I'm prone to thinking that I'm dumb, even though I'm probably quite smart.

I get down on myself because I believe I'm doing something or being stupid.

But the smallest thing can bring me up.

Yesterday, I was stressing and feeling down, thinking "I don't know what I'm doing." Then just a simple "you did a good job on that, Cathy" this morning, and I was suddenly the nicest person to be around.

Magic!

Alex tells me that, when I'm happy, I have the ability to make other people feel quite good about themselves. But when I'm not happy... well. I guess I take it out on others.

I'm very generous with my happiness. I want to spread it around.