I laugh when people who are not depressed tell me that life is beautiful. No, it isn’t. Life is full of cruelty and suffering, a never-ending cycle of pain and despair. I would kill myself, but I am afraid of death. I want to stop existing without going through the process of dying. People have no understanding of this issue. I am fucking tired of pretending that life is worth living. Please do not respond to this post. Discussing this only makes my depression worse. Thanks.