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I also voted yes.
Recently I was thinking about how certain life experiences have shaped me into the lady I am today. One of those experiences was the psychosis that emerged in my mid twenties. It happened at a time when I was still longing to be normal and fit into the mainstream. I wasn't happy because I really wanted to be me but I thought I wasn't good enough for society. The illness relieved me of this preoccupation. It forced me to accept and embrace the few traits I was ashamed of such as my sexuality and my unique way of experiencing the world. It liberated me, because I had a valid reason to be different. Suddenly it was okay.
The illness also made me a better person. It taught me to be open and tolerant. For example I refuse to judge people based on first impressions.
I refer to my happiness as contentment because I am not sure what happiness is.
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