I have spent the majority of my life searching for something worth doing. I study and contemplate daily in hopes that I may be able to make informed decisions. I constantly try to determine what I value most in life; however, more and more it seems that nothing really has any value. I have tried to help others, but whatever I do usually hurts just about as much as it helps if not more so. It is nearly impossible accomplish anything lasting or important, and even if it were plausible, accomplishments give me nothing more than a slightly better feeling about myself until I die. I have attempted many things in order to ignore pain and have a positive outlook but to no avail. After all of my studies, I have come away with little more than an utter lack of hope. Life in its entirety appears to be nothing more than a series of endeavors with the sole purpose of passing time. Perhaps having children would make my life more worthwhile, but I consider it incredibly inconsiderate to bring children into being in such a revolting existence. Am I missing something that can give my life meaning or contentment? Should I just try to assume that all of this will have some sort of purpose, or should I commit suicide? What do you guys do to cope with life, and do you think it is worth it?