Yup. Been there. Done that. Hopeless. I didn't know what I wanted. I tried "everything" Nothing made me happy. It just got worse and worse. One day in the mental hospital, I wouldn't talk to anyone and they put me away, I took a vow of silence until I got some real answers. A nurse took me aside and said, "There's nothing wrong with you. You just don't have any faith in God." Her words went so deep into my heart. She was speaking from her own heart. So it was heart to heart transmission. I can still hear the words echoing... "God. God. God." right then and there I made up my mind. If there was "God" I was going to make that my life's purpose. To find Him. I'm still looking. But I'm not suicidal anymore. And certainly not bored either. Thanks for the topic and the honesty. Works everytime.. :>) Oh. I posted this on Facebook...