School life was pretty sweet for me, honestly. If I could, I’d stretch those campus days forever. But then again, that would just shift the burden onto my family. Work? Well, that's the responsibility of a 'grown-up,' but here I am, a failed adult. My job doesn’t contribute a thing to society. The most I can do is make sure I’m one less person claiming welfare.
To tell the truth, sometimes I get nostalgic with the memories of school life. How many memories of that school life, how many class bank incidents. Sounds like you're getting nostalgic. And it sounds like you are depressed about your current life. Depression comes mainly when responsibility comes and there is no ability to take responsibility. I think you should look for a better job. Because you need a lot of money to live in this society, you need a lot of money to meet the daily needs of your family. If that money is not managed then depression comes in the mind unknowingly.