What is there to say about me?

I guess you could say I'm a little eccentric, you could say that I'm a little nuts. I lived in a normal village, I went to a normal school and i grew up in a, at least relatively, normal family.
I've no idea what went wrong. I seem to have spent half my life falling in to depression and self pity, and the other half trying to claw my way out, left with little shame or care for what anyone else really thinks of me.
How did i get this messed up?