I don't mind admitting that I was treated for depression at the start of this year - it hit me like a train.
Literally nobody knew how I was feeling.
I was diagnosed with high-functioning depression, whereby I behaved as though nothing was wrong, but in my mind I was plotting my exit. I had made my mind up, but I was lucky and got a phone call from the right person at exactly the right time - I could have very easily not answered it and I wouldn't be here now.
The frightening thing is, I would never have thought depression would hit me like that - I'm a generally positive and optimistic person and thought I could cope with anything. But you don't choose to be depressed, you have no control of when it might hit you and it's not something you can just shake yourself out of.
I would urge anyone reading this who is struggling to seek help - there is lots available and it's not a sign of weakness, it's a show of strength that you won't let it beat you.
GB