yeah, so like the title says, I'm getting pretty tired of living. Not because my life is bad or anything; I have an awesome wife, and we're more or less comfortable financially, but life is just boring as fuck and there's not really anything that makes me happy. I've realized that I have a lot of "things" that we have accumulated over the years that I've been buying to fill some sort of happiness void in my life. In the past 7 years we've had over 20 cars, a few motorcycles, moved to a different city, lived in 7 different houses or apartments and we recently bought a house. However, none of these things have made me "happy" for more than a week or two, then the newness wore off and everything was boring and uninteresting again. what is the point of doing the exact same thing every day without getting anything out of living? It is like I am just going through the motions of life and faking happiness. I don't consider myself depressed, because I don't "feel" depressed, I just don't really give a flying fuck whether I get killed on my way to work or win the lottery, everything is just "meh". Nothing positive, nothing negative, just "meh". almost 2 years ago I realized that I was pretty much done being alive, and I thought it was because I was morbidly obese (5'10, 326lbs) so I started going to the gym and eating better and ended up getting down to 210. We started doing a lot more things outside (bought a kayak and go kayaking and also go hiking and stuff) While I feel a lot better physically, I still don't really see the point in living, what is the point? I'm 28 years old and the only think keeping me from /myself is the fact that I don't want to hurt my wife or my family what the fuck is wrong with me?