when i was a teenager i was severely depressed and even developed psychosomatic illnesses bc of it. It took a Long time to get out of it and be in a place where i was generally okay. Ever since then i have only equated being depressed and validating my depression as being a constantly sobbing, borderline suicidal thing, and only at that point could i call myself depressed (stupid ik) well i am now again depressed, it just looks different. i’m so numb to everything at this point, i don’t sob, i just let tears roll out. i just wake up and cry sometimes. i’ve made myself so busy the last couple months to just feel something, and it’s done nothing but make this emptiness sink in more. this depression is hollow, and lonely