He was never happy, even when he was really happy - especially not when he was really happy.
He had been conditioned into shunning happiness at an early age. With a family like his it was difficult to ever be truly happy, but as an adult he found himself feeling guilty for ever approaching happiness.
To combat this he did a job he hated and surrounded himself with superficial friends who he despised.
He went to see films he knew he wouldn't like and ate in restaurants that had got poor reviews.
He exercised every day at a gym full of people who were self-obsessed and he did extra cardio, which he detested.
All of this wasn't enough to maintain a sufficient level of misery.
There was only one thing left to do.
He moved to Doncaster.
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