So I guess it has come to this... Now I am making this random post to people I don't even know. I guess this is where I am supposed to write my whole life story and say why I am depressed and why I am considering ending it all? Well f*** that. I don't believe this has anything to do with my story. Although, it is f***ed up. But who's story isn't? I guess without getting to specific, I will try to describe what I think. There's no hope. This world is absolutely f****d. Not just my situation, not just America, but this entire world. And why should I stay when it's all f***ed up anyways. I'll begin with my situation; What the hell is going on? There is no one to talk to. Everyone is completely retarded. No one seems to care enough to think anymore. Logic seems to be going extinct. And I can't figure out how to be happy. I have been depressed for years. There is not one consistent thing I can do to make me happy. Also, there is nothing I can do for the rest of my life. I am currently in college, and have no idea what I want to do. I know, real original huh. But it's different. I can't figure out what I want to do, because I can't figure out how to be happy. And I don't care about money. I don't care what anyone else thinks of my career choice. My number 1 concern is to be happy. And I can't be happy with the world. There is no changing it. And even if I do figure it out, so what. There will be tens of thousands of people graduating with the same exact piece of paper every year. And they will be going after the same exact thing. So how am I different? Individuality has certainly died. Then again, I am wondering if it has ever really existed. Well I don't want to talk too much about America. It's flaws are everywhere. My main problems with it are the people and the system. A vast majority of the people are complete idiots. And the system is absolutely f***ed anyways. I rather not discuss this. I only bring it up because it only adds to the frustration and depression. And the world... We are on one planet a few billion years old. We are part of a race that will either kill each other off completely, or die from the hundreds of other possibilities. And we are in a galaxy containing an estimated 200-400 billion other stars... And the milky way is just 1 galaxy... Among 50 billion others. So with that information, how is my petty 80 years on this piece of shit planet going to matter? And by the way, I'm an atheist so that rules out any afterlife or reason for existence. Why continue to live with all the pain when I can just end it now. It won't matter anyways. My existence would not be recognized. It would not be anything special.