The Legend of Bagger Vance.

Now granted, I never went to war - or ever had anything closely resembling survivor's guilt. But there was a long period of my life I spent in depression, actual depression (fucking posers on this site make me sick), where I felt like nothing could bring me joy - like even if I won a million dollars, I'd still be unhappy sort of depression.

Anyway, watching those scenes... Found it . -The Woods- scene.

Junah hits his ball off the course into the woods, and he experiences some extreme PTSD, when bagger Vance walks up and gives him some sound advice.

Vance: What I'm talking about is a game. A game that can't be won, but only played.

Junah: You don't understand.

Vance: I don't need to understand. Not a soul on this entire earth ain't got a burden to carry he doesn't understand; you ain't alone in that. But you've been carrying this one long enough. Time to go on. Lay it down.

Junah: I don't know how.

Vance: You got a choice. You can stop, or you can start.

Junah: Start?

Vance: Walking.

Junah: Where?

Vance: Right back to where you've always been, and stand there. Still, real still. And Remember.

Junah: It was too long ago.

Vance: -No, sir, it was just a moment ago. Time to come on out of the shadows, Junah. Time for you to choose.

Junah: I can't.

Vance: You can. You ain't alone. I'm right here with you. I've been here all along. Now play the game. Your game. The only one that was meant to play. The one given to you when you was born.

It was just the perfect metaphor for life. It's a game that can't be won - but only played. You have a choice - you can stop, or you can start. Only you can keep yourself in the shadows. Now go play the game, live your life - live the life that was given to you when you were born.

Seriously, I'm not a fan of Will Smith - but that movie was awesome. It moved me in ways that even still, even with all this text - it's hard to describe. It touched me. Deeply.