not happy. not sad.

over the past several months i have come to realize and come to terms with the fact that i am not an overly happy person, but im not too sad all the time either. i really believe that i am just happy enough. happy enough to be content in life, to be semi-normal, and happy enough to not want to kill myself(which, for all intents and purposes is a good thing) and i am okay with that. just like everyone else i have my good days and i have my bad days. although sometimes i feel like the bad days happen more often than not but at the same time i feel that the good days out shine the bad days.