Because that's how it feels when you're depressed.

What you must understand about me is that I’m a deeply unhappy person.

I've been horribly depressed (lately), which, as you know, can be terribly time-consuming. I mean, if you're going to do it right, that is.

You get depressed because you know that you're not what you should be.

I’m so depressed today. I just found out this ‘death thing’ applies to me.

That's the whole trouble. When you're feeling very depressed, you can't even think.

As I feel a need to speak out frankly, I cannot hide from you that I am overcome by a feeling of great care, depression, a "je ne sais quoi" of discouragement and despair more than I can tell.
I take it so much to heart that I do not get on better with people in general; it quite worries me because on it depends so much my success in carrying out my work.

Oh, darling, I've been so miserable.

I was deeply sad all the time. Very angry all the time, I didn't want to talk to anyone...I was just really away from everybody. Depression gets to a point where you don't even know what in particular is worrying you. It's so many things you've harboured for so long and you explode at a point and you don't know why but you are just sad. I've always known that I was not okay but 2018 was the height of everything.

Depression is real and I am opening up for the first time about abuse and depression.

Depression is melancholy minus its charms.

As much as I feel sad, I think that not knowing is what really bothers me.

A depression is a situation of self-fulfilling pessimism.

I can't help telling you that I've begin to feel deserted.