I was thinking about when I was a kid, the really obvious symptoms of depression that I had, that nobody ever noticed, and all the bullying I suffered and yet no one ever said anything, ever. I can't fathom any of it and it just makes me feel like more of a non human. And I wonder if childhood depression morphs into adult depression, I never had any of the textbook symptoms when I was a younger adult. But I knew I was unhappy and just powered through.