Originally Posted by iMush

I don't think I've told anybody this but it's just driving me mad.

I'm sick of life.

I just don't see the point of living to die. That's all we do, all in the end we die and it's just so depressing. Most of the time I fake my happiness. The only time I'm genuenly happy is when I'm with my boyfriend which isn't much.

I was just sat on the bus coming home from college just thinking, 'well, whats the point in all of this? why do we make such an effort when in the end it will be for nothing'.

I just can't pretend to enjoy it.

It's like, education ok?
After this next coming year I have the choice, university or work.
I can't stand the idea of spending more of this pathetic life doing more learning when in the end what will come out of it? better grades for a higher earning job. Fair enough but once were old and stopped working, in the end it will mean nothing when were dead.

I just don't get what all the fuss is about.

And no I'm not going to commit suicide. I'm to weak to do something like that.

What does all this mean though? am I depressed or something?