I have a good life. Good family, very loving, very comfortable in money, and I’m healthy in all ways except one. I’m unhappy- depressed according to my therapist anyways, but I’m so lucky. I have the chances so many don’t, I have the life so many want, so why am I sad??? I don’t deserve to call myself depressed- people are struggling with debt and money and family issues and I’m just me. Sad for no reason. I feel so gross being me because I feel like a fraud and liar.