I'm so frustrated with myself. I keep feeling stupidly depressed, and losing the motivation to do anything. I have good friends, I have a home, and I have food. There's hundreds of thousands of people out there that don't have that and here I am feeling terrible about what is incomparable to those experiences. And I know I shouldn't compare experiences because it only leads to things becoming worse, but I can't help it. There's a good future I could have, and I know the steps to get there, I even know how to start. But I'm not doing anything. I'm just letting myself feel worthless. I know how to help myself, and even when I do try, whether that lasts a day or a week or month, it all eventually ends and I relapse. Letting these thoughts take over makes everything worse, but I still have them anyways. I tell myself it's part of being human, these emotions, because everyone has some semblance of them every now and then. But it's choking me and I'm allowing it and I don't know why.