I wouldn't think that watching a "Fighter and the Kid" podcast would get me thinking about existential questions, but the following clip was really interesting. Cliffs: -Theo Von (great comic), is struggling with depression and feelings of self worth -Bryan Callen relates and gives some really amazing insight and experience on the subject -Brendan Schuab looks at his sneakers, then outs his assistant as suffering from depression Alot of the topic was how even the most successful and creative of us, struggle with feelings of inadequacy and pervasive depression. I think virtually everyone of us struggles with this to a degree - when I was younger, I experienced acute depression because of specific life catalysts: My mother had cancer three times, I felt tremendous familial pressure to succeed at school etc. I recognized I needed help, sought assistance from a great support network, and became more resilient and better able to cope with life stressors. However, with age, depression has been replaced by a "What's next?" feeling. I suppose the best way to characterize it is a lack of fulfillment, and then subsequent guilt for not being grateful for the wonderful things I do have. All the things I wanted as a young man in my teens and 20s I have more or less achieved. Instead of feeling gratification or a sense of accomplishment, I just push the goal posts further down the line to give myself something new to work towards. The only major life goal I have yet to achieve is to start a family, and it genuinely terrifies me to think that I wouldn't be able to feel satisfaction/fulfillment from that (everybody tells me it is life changing... but what if something is broken inside me and it isn't?) I once had a conversation with a person who said that happiness was a curse. Happiness habituates contentment, contentment habituates complacency, and complacency habituates laziness. If you want to grow as a person, never be happy. How many of you are happy and satisfied with their life, and if so, what brought that perspective? (I'm going to assume those with children are going to vote this way). Also, did achieving that happiness quell that flame in you to want for more, or did it encourage it. P.S: This isn't a "woe is me" post - I have a great family/friends, awesome dog, established career and a color changing car. 95% of the time I am too busy to be introspective, but when I do take the time to sit down and think about it, I feel like a bit of an impostor/ungrateful (if I have all these great things, why don't I feel happier, and if I'm not happy, do I even really deserve the people and things I have?).