Answer:
The point of living is to experience stuff, good or bad. Learn from your mistakes and everything happens for a reason. I mean the point of life is that you'll never know what will come around the corner next for you. Life is full of surprises and we only have so much time to do whatever we wanna do.
And you know I have been considering this question for a while now. Not depressed or anything, just curious as to what exactly is the whole point of all this 'trouble', as you, and often times I call it.
Truth is, I don't know the answer. But I want to think about it, consider it and spend more time on it. I want to sit down with you over a cup of coffee and eat my brains out over it. I want to search for the 'meaning' and the whole 'point' in this 'pointless task'. And this arises from the belief, that there has to be something, somewhere, that accurately describes and validates our existence. I can't fathom with the thought that we are here for nothing. It disturbs my soul to the core.
Hope this helped. Sorry for ranting a lot, I genuinely question myself this everyday as well.
