I've been depressed for around 15 years now. I don't think I will ever not dislike being alive. I got chronic pain when I was around eight years old, it was all downhill from there. Every meal I eat physically makes me sick. I lost my ability to socialize, to exercise, to live a normal life. Doctors gave up on me. I cannot make money without working. 

Even if I could work hard, I will probably never own my own home or ever feel financially safe. I will be a slave, for the rest of my life. Caught in a rooster coop I cannot get out of, because I am too sick and tired to build up a side income. If only I had the physical strength, I would know exactly what to do, but my body won't listen. I'll forever be a prisoner, wherever I go, because my own body is the cage.

I don't even want a family. I don't want a relationship. I don't want prestige. Even if I got rich, I'd probably still be miserable. I just don't see the point in living.