i've been depressed with anxiety since i was 14. I'm 32. i've just had another relationship end and I'm so close to giving up on trying to enjoy life on earth. i've got a beautiful son but even he doesn't bring me any joy. antidepressants ruin my concentration so i can't work, so i can't take antidepressants. i'm exhausted and can't see there is anything to be gained by continuing. i'll only make my son hate me too.