I am sitting in a hotel room struggling with depression. I feel so horrible about myself and how dysfunctional I am. In trying to get some perspective, I am thinking back on my life and giving myself credit for getting this far. I have either worked or been in school for the past 40-some years. I have a Master's and a law degree from a prestigious university. I am married with two teenage children. I have some money saved for retirement and a nice house. I have a high-paying job (which is the source of my despair), but I wouldn't say that I've had a particularly successful career. I am intelligent and I used to have a good sense of humor. Maybe I'll get that back someday.

I'm not sure why I am writing this. I guess I am trying to reassure myself that I am not a complete failure at life. That I have things to be grateful for. We all have things to be grateful for. And we should all give ourselves credit for making it through each day and doing what has to be done, like getting out of bed, taking a shower, etc.

I hope everyone has a decent day.