Not sure why I'm posting this other than to say to someone, other than echoing in my head, that I'm depressed and I never thought that life could get this bad. Each morning I wake up thinking about how I've wasted the life that I've been given; each day I trudge along at a business that we struggle to keep alive despite the growing costs of running it; then I go home and do nothing because I am thinking about how depressing this all really is; then I sleep; and the whole miserable process starts over again...Depression has literally placed me in the middle of the emotional wilderness without a compass, guide, or map...I really am afraid that this, when someone looks back on my life, will be what defined it...D*** depression...