Fuck. Off.
I’m depressed, sometimes it’s worse than other times. Talking a walk with my dog on a sunny day doesn’t cure it either, it just distracts me from the dark thoughts that it creates. Religion only makes me more depressed because of assholes like you. You know what actually does help? Proper medication to combat the symptoms and professional therapy to help me feel better about myself. And I may still be dependend on those meds for some time, as without them my emotions and mental state go completely chaotic.
Depression is not just “being sad”, is a genuine imbalance in your delicate brain chemistry! I should know, as my personality and worldviews genuinly change for the worse when I have one of my “episodes”. At such moments, I feel so unbelievably joyless, it’s like I’m unable to ever feel any kind of joy ever again. It’s genuine torture far beyond “sadness”.
At bad moments, I’ve even considered to take electroshock therapy, as I heard it might be able to cure me by “rebooting” my brain to factory settings, so to speak. Luckily it hasn’t come to that yet.