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Depression We do not want. Not to get up, not to wash, nor to smile. To exist, to see the passing of time is unbearable. All the simplest tasks of daily life, the slightest physical or intellectual effort, are heavy burdens: we are constantly occupied by moral and physical fatigue, as if all our vital energy had evaporated. A feeling of guilt invades us, we have destructive ideas against ourselves and cravings for suicide. The people around us do not understand, they think we are lazy, that we intentionally want to do nothing. This reaction accentuates our feelings of guilt and discomfort: we know that we are unable to do all those little chores of everyday life that seem so simple but so complex and heavy in our eyes. We have lost our desire, the desire to want. We are empty inside us like a zombie we exist without our spark of life. Suicide It is probably satanic suggestions that take advantage of our state of weakness to incite us to end our life so difficult, full of suffering, pain and despair. Some people think that it's selfish to want to end one's life because we would hurt those who "love" us, but what we really want is not to die but to get rid of our daily ills, stop to suffer in silence, to have a little respite, to stop an absurd life that robs us of our lives but also to make a desperate appeal to the people around us who are deaf to our pain so glaring.