I am currently recovering from a Depressive episode. I did not see this one coming, not the warning signs or the initial symptoms. Before you know it everything becomes an effort and you are nothing but a shadow of your former self. Unresponsive, somber and slow. Your mind becomes your worst enemy. It torments you with a constant, dreadful nagging. All you can hear in your head, every hour of every day, is the frightening voice of your conscience reminding you of all your inadequacies, your failure to feel any kind of joy and your inability to perform any task due to crippling exhaustion.
For days and weeks I loathed my thoughts and I hated my mind.