Several years ago, a 15-year-old girl wrote to the advice columnist, Abigail Van Buren:
Happiness is knowing that your parents won't kill you if come home late. Happiness is having your own bedroom. Happiness is getting the telephone call you've been praying for. Happiness is getting good grades and making your parents proud of you. Happiness is being a member of a popular circle. Happiness is having parents who don't fight. Happiness is knowing that you're as well dressed as anybody. Happiness is something I don't have.
15 and unhappy.
A few weeks later, “Dear Abby” published a response from a 13-year-old girl:
Happiness is being able to walk. Happiness is being able to talk. Happiness is being to see. Unhappiness is reading a letter from a 15-year-old girl who can do all three things and still says that she is unhappy.
I can see, I can hear, but I can't walk.
13 and happy