If you think back and replay your year, if it doesn't bring you tears, either joy or sadness, consider it a year wasted. The world is no longer a romantic place. Some of the people are. Therein lies the solution. I like being a mess.
Happiness is over-rated.
That's a Fishism. We have double standards to live up to. Sometimes there's only one fish. Sometimes the worst thing for somebody's heart could be loneliness. I'm nothing if not redundant.