you know, maybe it's like depression.

once I was asked, what is the best part of the year for you?

the only thing I could think of were bad things- bad ways I was treated, things i'd lost, etc.

I think deep down their probably were some good bits of the year, but the depression was clouding it.

same here.

i'd like to think that somewhere in my 30 years of life, something good/ positive/ fun happened

but ask me and it's like really easy to say... well, in my past I didn't have much of a childhood, I was abused a lot by my parents, and I was unloved by everyone

I think it's the same.

my guess is that their were happy times, times you do want to remember, but because they are so few, the bad ones take over

I can't even think about any happy times while i'm writing this

but somewhere their has to be some, right?