The Weight of Childhood Depression

As I look back, the heaviness of childhood depression stands out starkly. It wasn’t just a fleeting sadness; it was a deep, chronic condition that colored my world. I longed for inclusion, for a place in activities like the drama club, but my low self-esteem shackled me. This constant battle with depression, even amidst the mundane walk to and from school, was a silent companion that affected how I saw myself and interacted with the world.