I thought I was starting to feel better, trying to figure out a way to get back to work gradually, etc. And, then, I thought, what the f*** am I doing? My old life was just good enough that I didn't quite have the motivation to take my life. That is the LAST thing I want to go back to!So, what am I even working for? I can't even imagine a satisfactory solution...I'm just not worth the effort, you know? I've been depressed forever; what are the real odds that it will ever change? I just need a little more courage to pull off a final act and every day I hope to find it. Sorry, just a whiny loser...