I’m not sure if this is a common issue, but it bugs me. 

I really *should* be happy. I grew up middle class, had decent (albeit emotionless) parents.

I’m in college (22m), have a great job, and good friends. 

I first became suicidal at 9 years old. I have every reason to be happy. I’m just not. 

All day, every day, there is just a feeling in my head and chest that is painful, which is a constant remind that I am not happy. 

I just don’t get it. I really should be happy, but I’m just miserable.