When I was 24. I was a kickboxer with a little judo background. I also couldn’t pay the rent. So I took an MMA fight on one days notice. No prep. I risked my health for 1000 bucks. Broke = brave.
You’re not depressed you’re just poor. If you’re rich and depressed it’s because you’re weak. If you’re strong rich and depressed it’s because you’re not honest (racist, misogynistic etc). Never met a strong rich honest man who was depressed. Ever.
The universe isn’t trying to break you. It disappoints you so you can feel happy. Polarity is essential. Light requires dark. It hurts you so you can heal. It’s trying to wake you up. To show you what’s worth fighting for.