To be or not to be depressed! What is it anyway? Why does my neck, shoulder, and arm have to hurt so much? How much Vicodin can I take in a week? Why am I so fucking tired? Why didn't I leave her years ago? Why can't I focus at work? Sadly, I got two good hours in today, but can't be arsed anymore to get anything constructive done. And this was my most productive day in weeks. Why do I whine about insignificant shit when there are children starving and suffering all over the world? Why are humans so selfish? Why are Capitalists such douchebags? Same goes for Republicans and religious types.