We must know how to detach ourselves even from suffering. We must learn to be happy even when we are unhappy. We must, in a word, work loose from ourselves. A Father of the Church used to say to himself, "There is only one way of being cured of sadness, and that is to dislike being sad." It is hard to believe this when we are suffering. As if we had chosen to be hurt! Of course not, but what is terrible is that we often choose to keep on suffering, to fan the flames of our pain, to inflame our wounds, to find our only comfort in our very discomfort. For if we keep our pain, then we also keep our right to complain, our right to withdraw into our shell, our right to hurt others and to kill their joy. And when there is no joy in the world any longer, then we will be confirmed in our pain. We have, in the meantime, only one stone to rest our head on, and it is called despair. This hard pillow will give us long service.
Indeed, nothing would be harder than to stop being happy. There is no worse detachment than joy.