My entire life I've lived on a circular path. Was never able to divert from it. Sometimes I stray from the route, but will end up backtracking. If you could picture a circle with tiny lines sticking out of it. Those are the tree rings of my life. Struggles with depression, depression, depression, depression, and attempts to get better. It's my birthday today. *One year older, not wiser, and I've managed to come full circle, again. Life isn't going anywhere, life doesn't get better. Like the rest of you here, "How much longer I can keep this up?"