One thing that's interesting is that many depressed people will say "MY life sucks", "MY situation is stressful" or "I suck at life"; they apply ownership. I've always caught myself saying "life sucks". Another observation I've made is that many depressed people include envy in their reason to be depressed, "I wish I was (blank)", "I wish I had (blank)"; be it confident, happy or loved. I find myself not seeking something someone else has, but drifting perpetually with no aim. I have come to the conclusion that life itself sucks and that's just the way life is. I hate working, but who doesnt? Studies have shown the majority of people hate thier jobs. I spend a third of my day doing something I hate in order to live. Now a simple solution would be to do something you enjoy and the day to day endless soul sucking slavery will go away, problem is there is nothing I can do that I enjoy and makes money. There is no job that i can enjoy doing. Some have found a balance, hobbies and activities to do in their spare time while working to live. That to me is a terrible trade, youre trading equal time in misery for time in leasure. The time traded is not even equal, youre so drained from your job that you cant enjoy your hobby; there are even times you have to stop the hobby and drag yourself to work. I know it sounds like "wa wa lazy crybaby crap" and I need to "suck it up becasue thats how life is and you have to just deal with it". In fact I dont, there is another option; I can always just opt out of life. Life cannot be happy, you can only successfuly distract yourself until you die. They say money doesnt buy happiness, bulls***, it buys you distractions and freedom from working; thats as close as it gets. I give up on life, its not precious or unique. If life was SOOOO precious then why do we waste so much time doing things we dont enjoy? If our time is such a sacred resource then why do we give it away to companies and people who care less if we disapeared? I consider taking the shortcut in life, or best case scenario ill just do the socially acceptible thing and commit suicide by living to death. Life isn't designed for to enjoy, it's designed for us to produce. Every possible realistic outcome includes wasting most of my days doing things I don't want to do. They say suicide is a perminent fix to a temporary problem, to me it seems a perminent fix to a consistant problem.