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Why is it so difficult to escape depression. I have dealt with it all my life, I just wish I could find some way to let go. I guess being abused, molested, and being over weight usually doesn't build the foundation for a happy life, but day in and day out I try to tear through the feelings that bring sickness, anxiety, and sorrow. Some people understand, others don't. The questions I ask often in life ... will I got to heaven ... have I lived my life happily .... why do we have pinkies .... does jelly get jealous when its a peanut butter & fluff sandwhich, if so, what how does it feel .... will i die young .... will i die old ... what is love ... what is hate .... all i know is it's all in the hands of fate.