I had been doing well for quite a while before this episode hit. I don't think I tried to hide my history of depression, just I didn't tell the people around me about my depression because it wasn't relevant. People just assumed I was a relaxed, happy go lucky person who was clever, witty, a bit eccentric but harmless. Once my depression hit, I was upfront about it and the shutters really came down. Instead of being seen as relaxed and happy go lucky, I was considered aimless and lazy. Instead of being eccentric I was treated as weird, anti-social and malevolent.

Society has expectations and is very judgemental, most people are faking it in some way or another, very few people are brave enough to be themselves and so the cycle continues. Until the world becomes more tolerant then the choice is stark, play along with societal expectations, put on a happy face or wear your heart on your sleeve and risk isolation and criticism.