I wouldn't say I wallow in it. In fact, I try to keep a happy smile plastered onto my face as much as I can so no one will know how I really feel.

If there's anything I "get" out of being depressed, it's an excuse (as most have already said) to hate the world. Meaning, when I'm at my most depressed, the rose-tinted glasses come off and I 'permit' myself to see people for what they really are: selfish, conformist, back-stabing... I could go on. Depression can be an excuse not to take responsibility and say it's not me, it's everyone else, so it's natural I would feel this way.

Just my two cents.