It's never one exact thing
It's this feeling of hatred and sadness combined with not wanting to get out of bed With not having the energy to do so anywayWith not being able to hold your food down With not being able to have control over your emotions. It's this feeling of eminent death combinedWith the fact that it's too hard to walkOr talkOr breatheOr do anything right. It's this feeling of "I don't know" when askedwhy you're sad why you're eating less and lesswhy you're feeling more and more Depression isn't one thing, it's never one exact thing.