Not necessarily. Only hypothetical.

And I pray and just keeping faith that this is all part of the Plan...that from change comes growth and all that...

I thought about posting, "just remember, your life could always be worse," but I was afraid that it might come off the wrong way...

And if WWII seems to far in the past, go watch a documentary on Syria or Yemen and imagine being born in that part of the world. Or living on the street in some mega-slum in Asia/Africa.

And if you will excuse me, I think I will just go drink some anti-freeze now...

I tell you...I appreciate my dog more than ever...

Smile man, just keep doing that. I love music too but I find staying away from
the emotions of it keeps me even keeled for periods of time.

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Oh yeah, like I said...on the surface people would look at me and go "WHAT'S THE ****ING PROBLEM, YA WHINEY BITCH!?"

And that's part of the problem; I'm like "why am I not happy?"

Like Mrs Hogwallop...searching for answers.

Probably make him feel worse in the end.

Oh yeah, any Jason Isbell or Fleetwood Mac will immediately bring on the waterworks. I've had my Sirius/XM on the sports talk exclusively for like a month.

I've cried more over the past 30 days or so than I have since I was a baby.

It would.

Sport****ing seems like a great idea in theory...

Being unhappy is one thing. Being depressed is a whole different beast. Kind of got it when I'd really ****ed myself over with seemingly no solution to get myself out of it. Miserable doesn't even begin to describe those couple of months. That's why I suggested antidepressants, since they really helped me and once I got my shit straight just stopped taking them. Pretty sure I was on the introductory stuff so not strong enough to get addicted to.

Yeah being depressed is absolute misery...but I'm scared to death of antidepressants.

Sorry that was my first reaction to the op...bad day at work....
I don't know your situation is with your daughter but if you can see her or maybe a phone call to her will brighten your day... your kids are the ones who love you unconditionally...

I feel you. Seen first hand how devastating stuff like Zoloft and Lorazepam can be, but what the doctor gave me was mild. Just put a little pep in my step, and that was enough.

She's awesome.

I’ve made so many poor decisions and felt like I’d never be happy so many times in my life. Saw no way I’d be happy.

You want to go to NY, just go. So it won’t be perfect like you envisioned. You make it happen. Just a little harder and takes a little longer but just being where you are doesn’t sound like it’s the best thing for you anyway.