It's the worst thing in the world being depressed but not having anything actually wrong. My life is perfectly fine and better than most. I have good friends, a good family, do well in college. But it still doesn't feel good enough. I get so embarrassed by how sick in the head I am. I sometimes wish something actually bad happened to me so I'd have a real reason. I'm not suicidal and never would harm myself which just makes me like the most pathetic depressed person ever. My suffering is all internal. Everyone around me knows I struggle, at least I think they do but they don't dare acknowledge it. It exhausts me to feel so alone in my feelings. I wish someone could take my brain out and give me a normal one. Why do I feel so messed up when nothing in my life is actually wrong. Sure sometimes I feel wronged but nothing life ending. It's the worst thing ever having giant feelings about everything. I can't control what's wrong with me and I hate that I have no reason to be unhappy.