Imagine waking up each day feeling like a shadow in a world flooded with light. People move around you, smile, laugh, and connect, yet somehow, you remain on the outside, floating in a kind of darkness. Depression feels like a weight pressing down, something unseen but powerful, robbing every breath of joy, making even simple tasks seem monumental. Loneliness isn’t just the absence of others; it’s the sharp ache of invisibility, the heavy realization that even surrounded by people, you might never be truly known. It’s a quiet despair, an emptiness that seeps into everything, making life feel more like endurance than living.