NO one notices except for one’s own self.
A person wirh depression doesn’t even feel like sharing their pain and misery with others as they believe that no one can understand them better than themselves.
It’s a poison , which slowly kills you.
But I wonder what it is , why not share it with others when something has been shadow of mine for as long as I remember.
The options, the remedy, the frustration requiring more and more patience.
The inability to cope with ongoing pain and melancholy.
The loss of appetite, the loss of interest in the things you used to love and enjoy before, the absence of emotions and feelings are some of the traits of a an indivudual with a depression.
Hanging out with friends is not an option, going out to fun places and events like clubs,movies , bars and such are not fun anymore.