Perhaps not being very self-aware in the past masked depression. I think I was confused. I think I was immature. I think I probably was quite depressed.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The panic of the Depression loosened my inhibitions against being different. I could be myself.
I was a really, really depressed kid.
I had a low image of myself because I was brought up in the deep Depression.
I thought depression was the part of my character that made me worthwhile. I thought so little of myself, felt that I had such scant offerings to give to the world, that the one thing that justified my existence at all was my agony.
I was always depressed growing up. There wasn't a reason for it, I just was. I was sad and morose. I cried a lot, I wrote a lot, and I read a lot; and that was how I dealt with it.
As a teenager, even as a younger girl, I had some depression but no one really noticed that it was depression nor did I know in those days that that's what it was but I did feel different from other people.
I had a lot of depression as a kid.
I was a very, I think, lonely kid, very introspective. I felt very much at odds with my environment and my culture... Probably a genetic flaw. I can't really explain it.
I kinda went through a semi-depression. Honestly. Like, I lost myself.
You largely constructed your depression. It wasn't given to you. Therefore, you can deconstruct it.
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