Depression does not discriminate between rich and poor, nor does it give one valid rhyme or reason regarding its origin. It just wearies and tires on out and makes them question life despite it being kind to them.
Depression has taken the shape of a world epidemic in the past few years, primarily because it has been acknowledged for the grey monster that it is. It has been a specter in the world for the longest time and has been mentioned as “melancholy” even in Shakespeare’s Merchant of Venice.
“In sooth, I know not why I am so sad. It wearies me; you say it wearies you.
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff ’is made of, whereof it is born,
I am to learn. And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself.”
Very recently the hashtag #faceofdepression started doing the rounds of social media, where users posted pictures proving their point.