i have a melancholic personality. i had severe anxiety problems when i was a teen. since it went undiagnosed and unaddressed it gradually wore me down, until eventually after a while i developed depression (really became serious when i started university). i know there's a lot of cats who actually don't believe that depression exists. i think that's pretty ignorant. depression is horrible. losing your will to live is probable the worst thing that could ever happen to a person. in any caase, i remember going to the doctor and getting prescribed a whole lot of pills. it took me months (probably 6) to try them all, but none of them ever worked. the whole experience was very disheartening.
what eventually helped me out, was getting a job, being more social and also reading a lot of self-help books. they gave a me a lot of insight into how diseases like depression manifest. these days i'm much more happier because i've accepted that i'm an imperfect person. i cut myself slack a lot more.
moral of the story: depression hurts guys. if you've got issues with it, go and get help. also, pills don't always usually work. sometimes, if you're depressed, it's an indication that there's something very wrong with how you're looking at the world, or maybe your life situation isn't so great. if it's external factors, try hard to remedy them.