Nothing Seems to get Better

What's the point of me continually trying to find some form of salvation? Even if my life is improving in terms of prospective opportunities, this mental turmoil just doesn't relent. I am not sure what I am supposed to do about it. It just gets worse every day. Medications don't work. Talking doesn't work. Counseling doesn't help. Dedicating time to my hobbies doesn't help because this goddamn depression has stolen any fun I had from it away. What's the point? I don't see myself making it to 30 given the circumstances I see ourselves in and my own mental health issues, but honestly at this point even reaching halfway to 30 seems like a stretch. Living just feels like this selfish burden placed upon me to bear. I didn't choose this life.

Fuck.

Well, that's that off my chest. Peace.