She laughs, spends time with people – she thinks she is happy. Thinking more and more negative thoughts, constant internal critisicm dominates her mind – she can’t escape. She is sad all the time. She writes about her sadness, her fear, her feelings of pointlessness about life, her feelings of helplessness and failure.
She doesn’t know she is depressed.
She won’t know she was until she feels better. She still doesn’t know for sure if she was. But she’s always on the edge of getting bad again.
She doesn’t want to get bad again.