People who haven’t been depressed assume it’s sadness, but that’s not it at all. It’s not a feeling; it’s the emotional flu, and it debilitates you. Things are going on around you, but you’re too sick to care. You can kind of get it together sometimes, maybe go to the grocery store and stare at the Gatorade and put some into your basket, although even this decision is so confusing and hard. But then you’re too tired to keep standing, you hurt, and you just can’t walk much farther. So you go sit down on the pharmacy’s blood-pressure-taking bench for a while and then cry because life is asking
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