I feel like there are a couple of people in my life that do not understand how I feel. It's like they tell me, "snap out of it, change your mind". One day I told a friend that the hot sun can depress me. This is the time of year I feel depressed and anxious the most. "Oh you are being silly", he said. "How can a nice sunshine depress you?" Well, it does depress me because it reminds me of bad things and tragedies that happened around this time of year in the past. "Hey, just forget about the past. It's all over!" Well, that's comforting! I guess I have PTSD.

Just like it's hard for them to understand my feelings, it's hard for me to understand how people can never get depressed.