Depression tells us lies and makes us believe them.

We have all done things to cheat ourselves for the betterment of others, you are commended for doing your best.

My T says that, when I feel like I am faking it, pretending I am fine so as not to upset others, that THAT is the real me being strong, and the other times when I feel so depressed and useless that THAT is the non reality of my life. Did I say this right (might have been better if I had written down what he said word for word?)

Hope this eases for you soon.