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Sadly I equate depression to having a broken arm in a cast that you MUST HIDE, and then saying "Oh, I'm fine." and smiling, misleading the other person into thinking you're perfectly healthy and no cast or broken arm exists at all.
Then you are asked to lift something and are forced to pretend again that the cast/broken arm isn't there to keep up with the facade, damaging your healing.
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“In depression . . . faith in deliverance, in ultimate restoration, is absent. The pain is unrelenting, and what makes the condition intolerable is the...feeling felt as truth...that no remedy will come -- not in a day, an hour, a month, or a minute. . . . It is hopelessness even more than pain that crushes the soul.”-William Styron
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