I keep reading a lot of posts on here, and a lot of stories in some books I have about the disorder I think I have.

Nearly everyone has suffered some type of abuse or trauma.

I have not.

I read people's stories about how their own parents molested them. Or they witnessed a murder. Or they were a victim of rape. Or Vietnam. So many traumatic events.

On one hand, I feel so incredibly sorry for these people and I want to do anything in my power to help them, and stop the cycle. I don't know how, but I want to try.

But then on the other hand...I almost feel like I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't be ill. Nothing has ever happened to me that wasn't of my own doing.

My parents never laid a hand on me. I have never witnessed any kind of trauma.

My life is good. I have so much I should be grateful for. I have so much more than so many people.

I feel as if I don't belong here. Like I should be healthy. I should just snap out of it and quit whining....my problems are so inconsequential compared to so many others'.

The biggest problems in my life are my own fault. I have done so many horrible things, and it's like I just want to wallow in guilt.

Does anyone else ever feel this way? Like your life is too "good" to be depressed? Like we are discounting other people's struggles when we whine about such inconsequential problems?