Your only problem is that the more help you receive, the less control you have over your own life. If it hasn't happened already, you will eventually reach a point where you realize that all that help might actually give you something of a 'good, happy' life but you're still not happy. You have your games, your internet, your food and shelter, your friends, blah blah. You have everything you 'need' so why aren't you happy? Because it's not a good happy life you're after. It never was. It was your life you were after. Living your own life. Making your own choices. Chasing your own dreams. The absence of this basic human need is what causes this kind of all-encompassing depression. The problem is that to so many of us, the weight of that responsibility is huge. Almost back-breaking. To realize that you can choose how you want to live your life means also realizing that every choice you make is your fault in some way. It might have been you responding to something else, something you couldn't contol, but everything you do is your choice. That's what frees people from depression - that realization that no one will make their choices for them. It's even a choice to give up your choices to someone or something else. What pulls them back into depression is running away from the huge weight of it all. It's very tough to know that the price of total freedom is total accountability. But it is. For further reading, I suggest: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moral_hazard https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Empathy_gap These are a couple of the main reasons why people seek help in making their choices and can find it temporarily, but in the long run it will not help because the help they receive will actually be tailored to the person giving the advice. In short: you must take responsibility for your own choices because you are the only one who will always know what you want to do and what you see is the right thing for you to do. I'm sorry to lay it on so thick. I probably sound like a radical, like some delusional guy who thinks it's all your fault. I don't. I lived with the same depression as you (same as everything you described, and what many others have described here on this thread and elsewhere on reddit) and this was the only solution. Getting rid of all things that I perceived as helping me but were actually just taking my choices away from me. They were excusing my behavior, things that I didn't want to do. Even though all those excuses originated as 'help', because I could explain why I did what I did, I forgot that I had a choice at all. And I was eventually living like an automaton - following the path laid out before me, by those excuses and explanations, instead of looking around and seeing where I could go. Once I took responsibility for everything I did entirely, I stopped excusing myself, stopped over-analyzing myself and my life and everyone, and started doing what I wanted to do. It's not an easy transition in terms of time and energy and mistakes but it's easy in terms of motivation. The grass is greener, again. I have a future to look forward to now, even though I know my goal may change, it might not happen as I see it now, but I look forward to it because it will be mine, because no one and nothing else will take the blame for my shitty failures or amazing life but me.