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This form of depression is not disabling but inhibiting and causes bouts of major depressive moods.
And according to some PhD evaluting me for a college student study, I just may have it.
I've suspected it, but really, I have as many good days as real bad days. Just the blues. So many people miscatagorize their moods as 'depression' that I am really afraid to talk about it. I either snap at family to leave me alone, cry on friends' shoulders (all the while afraid they hate me and wish I wasn't a drama queen), or block everyone else. I remember since age 10, and at different points of my life, if I was worthless, if people would be better off if I never existed, a wingless moth with no purpose beyond eating and shitting.
A name for my black moods. A understanding for my social fears and global self-loathing. Like being born with dark glasses at birth and never realizing others see things differently.
Do they? Is it necessarily better? I want to find out. Someway.