I'm a horribly depressed physician. Now, before you make accusations, say how thankful I should be for a job or this or that. I don't even have a job right now. I have little money and live with my parents. Imagine...every single working day of your life you are amongst old, diseased, dying people. And you have to comfort and save them all. And if you don't, it's your fault and you can be fired or sued. And you have to see more and more patients all the time, with endless demands. I would quit but, having given so much time to medicine, there's virtually nothing else I can do. I would be sweeping floors. Thanks for listening.