A year on from the very high profile death of Robin Williams do folks get that depression isn’t sadness yet?
Do they get that it doesn’t happen because you broke up with the boyfriend and feel like an evening crying over rom coms and eating ice-cream?
Do they get that it is a period of such numbness, self loathing and hatred that if people could read your mind they would have you committed?
Do they get that for the depressed it’s almost a tangible pain that you can feel and yet you can’t grab it and put it in the bin?
Do they get that it’s not selfish… It’s depression?
Do they get that it can affect you whether you are on TV, have lots of money, lots of friends, a nice home or you are broke and homeless?
Do they get that telling jokes won’t get rid of it?
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