Sometime I feel that way too. I have never gotten very close to the ultimate response to this misery - suicide - but the idea has kicked around in my head from time to time. The problem is that in some states of mind, even the best of all possible futures just doesn’t look worth getting to it. But I have a way out. I don’t know exactly how to characterize it, but basically, I somehow recognize/assume that I’m full of crap. Psychologically, I mean, and often physically too. I mean not that I have to go to the bathroom, but that I’m fighting some microbe, and it is clouding my thoughts.
However, this just won’t work if you’ve felt the same way long enough to rule out some advancing illness. What’s long enough? I don’t know.
And anyway, I think you have to learn how to have a cheery disposition, and once you know how to do it well, you can practice it and enjoy it enough to feel that living through the crappier parts of life is worth getting to those times when you can really feel cheery, in addition to acting like you feel that way.
Sometimes, I just eat a ripe banana. Have you tried that?
I see the trap set before me, and I know that if I start, I will get trapped. But in I go anyway. That’s what this post is coming from.