Normal job.
Normal house.
Have friends.
27yo.
No wife.
No kids.
Live with parents.

When I was a 17yo I tried to kill myself but after seeing my mother's face it is impossible for me to repeat it. I don't feel happiness... I don't even remember that feeling.

I'm super depressed but I look and act like a normal person but I'm burning inside. Everyday it's getting worse and worse and I'm going crazy. I don't even talk until someone asks... I can stay quiet for days without saying a word. 

We humans created hell on this planet... I don't get it how someone can be happy and ignore that we are the reason of this hell. Every our step is death to someone or something.

Surri fur inglish.