Depression isn't a rubbon you cut off, a wound you heal, or a cancer you remove.
Depression is you, you can't remove yourself.
Depression is yourself, slowly drifting away.
Realizing your life is probably useless.
It's fighting against that desire to stop everything, it's that burden that burry you more and more every day
That feeling that destroy you, even if you try to fight back.
It's trying to live knowing you'd be happier dead.