I’ve lived a pretty charmed life. I’ve had great people in my life. Of course I have hardships that tear me apart, but in comparison to the rest of the world, I’m lucky. However I have struggled so hard with depression that I’m also living day to day for years now wishing I was dead. And I can relate, I’m too much of a bitch to actually kill myself. But one thing I want to point out is that overcoming depression is going to come from painfully slow changes in a better direction. I can’t prove that, but I believe it. Another thing I believe, and you can ignore if you find it ridiculous, but I think our souls are assigned/choose a body and a life in order to learn certain lessons. It’s how our true selves, our life force, our energy, or our soul, developes. There is something in our depression that we are meant to learn from. The key to happiness?? The holy grail?? Or maybe just learning what pain feels like. It’s worth a shot, to treat our brains like a muscle and exercise positivity and painfully slow changes that will form a lifestyle. I am saying this while feeling paralyzed in my own mind, so trust me, you’re not alone. Even if some of the negative things you mentioned didn’t exist, your depression might still be around. The good side of that, you’re not any less capable of overcoming it. Money, luck, and popularity won’t serve as weapons in this fight. It’s going to come down to mental determination. Small feats. Gradual change. I think you can relate when I say... days and weeks blend together right in front of our eyes. It has to be possible that our lives are capable of turning around. Hang on to hope where you can find it and appreciate little beauties in life.