My very own addiction

All this time I've been trying to figure it out...why am I sad, why do I cry, why can't I be normal and happy like everyone else? But these past few days I've discovered what it is....theater. It's there. I need it, I crave it. I've been performing and all of the sudden everything is beautiful. My world has become a place of worth, a place where someone would love to go. The things that seemed so bad before now seem so small in comparison to what I have discovered. I feel like a giddy little girl jumping up and down, running through a field of flowers. On stage I feel so....at home. I feel happy. But not just on stage, backstage. Everywhere. As long as it has to do with theater, with acting. With letting everyone have the suspension of disbelief, to become somebody else for just a little while.
I have found my addiction, as if I didn't already know it was there. I have been searching and searching, I've spent hours in misery not knowing what to do. I have pondered my purpose in life for what seems like ages and I have found it. My world is complete. I can live like this forever and be happy for the rest of my life.