Missed work due to a depressive episode where I cried in bed for 2 hours. I actually had forgotten I had to go. I covered it up by making a plausible excuse. I have to hide my illness because it is viewed as weakness.

I feel lonely, empty and hopeless all the time. The only way I can get up in the morning is due to my meds. I can barely due work until I feel the stress of a deadline and even that has been pushing it lately. I feel lazy and worthless and my family can't understand why. I don't really have anyone to talk to and I've already alienated a friend because of talking about it, so I'm wary to discuss my feelings.