The topic is on my mind because I overheard two women at work today in the coffee room talking about the fact that "depression" is fiction, made up, and completely concocted by one's intent to receive pity or to give excuses as to why they're not living a fully functional, productive life. WHY did I not speak up? I have no idea! Because I didn't let out my annoyance there, some stupid blog is where I'll express it. I'm pretty sure I used to subconsciously have a slightly negative opinion of depression until I actually knew people who suffered from it. It is so real. I imagine it to be like this: you know how we all have those periods in our life (it could be days or even as long as years) when it seems like we're staring through a tiny window (I know, the term "tunnel vision" would've sufficed to explain that) and we're completely in this restrictive zone where we feel emotionally or physically or mentally trapped. I look at depression as being a long-term (or maybe depression can be very short-term) state of that.
That's all I really have to say on the matter. It is demoralizing as humans to demoralize others for something that is completely unrelatable (is that a word?) It's like that phrase, "Seeing is believing" - I guess it takes seeing to understand something, and I get that. But it's a good goal to reach, in my opinion, to not only believe in what we see, but to trust that millions of people wouldn't make something up.