Once upon a time, I was very very happy.
I had everything I could wish in life: a loving partner, a cute pet, good grades at school and a nice social life.
I was constantly smiling. Being positive. Laughing. Spreading happiness.
People liked me for these reasons.
I was lovable. I liked who I was. This was the best I could be.
I wish I had enjoyed more of that time.
I did not know I would take such a turn in life.
I wish I could go back in time to understand.
I wish I could fix everything.
I wish I did not change.