It’s difficult to describe how it feels when even family can’t realize what depression is like. I get depressed when people tell me I’m not trying hard enough, let alone my younger brother saying this. I took a friend’s lexapro recently and it helped so much, but I also got a lot of emotions back and it was hard to relate because I’m not used to it. I am going crazy with depression and I’m just not happy with everything.
Also, I’m told not to focus on bigger ideas but focus on local and small jobs. It gets to a point where advice is not wanted. I don’t need people to put me down all the time about what I haven’t accomplished. It’s rude. Exercise doesn’t make depression magically disappear and I’m tired of people not getting it. It’s not like I’m trying to broadcast my issues.