I can really see why people who don't suffer from depression struggle to understand it. On the outside I can see that I started looking miserable, lost the spark in my eyes and stopped washing my hair. Looking back at myself even I want to say to just smile more and have a bath girl. This is the first time coming out of a depression that I understand why people don't get it. On the outside it just doesn't look that bad.
I am so lucky to have people who love me and who understand that when I am like that I am ill and need looking after. I very rarely come across anyone these days who doesn't understand the ins and outs of it. I have in the past been told to just snap out of it but luckily for them I was very depressed at the time so I couldn't pick up the nearest chair and snap it over their head.
The thing I have learned most from my last experience with depression is that what can be seen on the outside doesn't come close to what is felt on the inside. The human eye and the camera can only see so much.
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