I understand. The thing is nobody can get inside someone else's head; they can't understand. And unfortunately the word depression is used both by people having a bad day and those who are clinically depressed. My shrink knows what it means, certainly, but talking in therapy is not the same as communicating with a friend.

The only thing I know to do is to try to get out of my own head. Getting active changes my mood, even going for a brisk walk. I can't think my way out of depression but I can act my way out. In the meantime, it's one day at a time.