Depression comes in all shape and form, and at times it doesn’t appear in its classic way.
The classic way is when you have no energy to even get out of the bed. The way I felt last night however, was that I blamed myself for nearly every decision I’d ever made. And it’s true, I did make wrong decisions but not nearly as many as flashed before my eyes. Since this was true, it made sense to feel this way, but I didn’t know why. I didn’t realize what was actually going on. Even though in the back of my mind I knew I was exaggerating, still I couldn’t help but feel absolutely miserable and worthless.
However, after having slept on it overnight, now I feel better. Thinking back to the last night, I realize that I was feeling blue. Depressed. Down in the dumps.
Glad to be out of there.