After 44 years I've realized, most of what I thought would make me happy, doesn't. I've figured out, the only person responsible for my happiness, is me. If something is making me unhappy, it's because I'm letting it. I've also realized, some of the things I let make me unhappy, they don't even really matter to me. This has led me to daily assessments of what's important to me. Most importantly, I've figured out that happiness isn't a destination, it's a state of mind, and we all deserve it, each and every day. My name is Corey, and this is my be happy story.