Yes. It’s hard to have empathy and not be.

As we grow up and become aware of our world, there’s too much shit going on everywhere to truly be happy anymore even if my own life was perfect, and there’s little good to look forward to.

At best we can hope for everything to keep shambling on and not collapse catastrophically. And the worst part? Even if everything did collapse it would be hard to feel sorry for us..

I daresay that never being depressed would be the odd behavior for a sane individual.