It sneaks itself up on you when you least expect it. It's a silent menace.
Interferes with your life and completely alters the way that you think about things.
Makes you doubt - yourself and others. You can't think clearly. Judgement is cloudy.
It's a horrible feeling.
If you suffer, you know what I'm talking about.
And I'm not even that bad. I have friends who are medicated for their depression, I can get myself out of mine, can usually prevent it if I feel it coming. But it sucks when it sneaks up on you and attacks from behind when you least expect it.
It's here, and I didn't see it coming this time.
Now is not the day for it. I don't need it today.