Things get better for other people, just not for us.

Other people seem to have it all in comparison, small things that I also want in my life just cannot seem to exist. It sometimes really feels like some people suffer in vain for years and then die. I really don't see the purpose behind life for these types of people.

I keep thinking to myself situations that I could find myself in, that would make me happy, but later on I realize that these scenarios, even if they happened to me, would not make me a very much happier person than I am today.

Stuff like having a career, disposable income, it is an addition to an already existing happiness.