I'm a functioning depressed person, nobody could probably easily tell it's something I deal with. I'm also reasonably successful at work. I work in technology and this year managed to get a fairly high level position which takes me away from the core of what I enjoy doing and piled on a lot more work of the kind of things I hate. I can admit that I tolerate all this for the money. Other things in life I enjoy doing have never paid me any reasonable wage. I've tried many times but what I do currently is something I am very good at and pays me well. It's not like slavery or torture but it is very soul-sucking and mentally draining. When I get home I don't have the mental energy to do anything which makes my lonely situation that mush more depressing. Perhaps most people feel this way about their jobs but when I have to feel like I'm forcing myself and the only thing outside of work that waits for me is more loneliness and more depression. If I hate it so much why did I take it on? Because I've felt like for years I've been on a rut with work and watch other people experience successful moves upwards while I toil away without recognition. I made a determination that I would find a way to achieving that same move upward. Maybe if I had a family waiting at home I would love every challenging minute of my job but without any kind of life outside of work it just seems like a necessary turmoil I have to go through so that I can cushion my misery with a decent place to live, good food, convenience toys, no money worries.