Today I had the opportunity to discuss depression with a friend of mine. Or - more specifically - how it affects me. Depression affects everyone differently, but I hope this post will serve to at least give a little insight for those of you that have never experienced it and have trouble understanding it.
I suppose I'm lucky in that I've been dealing with it for so long that I don't really care about the stigma that mental illness carries. For what it's worth, the stigma is bullshit: If you suffer from depression or think you might, I urge you to seek help immediately. There are many people in your life that will be supportive in ways that you don't expect.