When I am hit with depression this hard every cell in my body hurts. The best way I can describe it is being covered with a giant, wet blanket that makes it very difficult to move or breath. It hurts to inhale, blink or move my eyes in my sockets.  I hurts to shift my weight in my chair. It hurts even typing this. Depression hurts me in a physical way. The physical pain is  almost worse than the emotional pain.
All I have to look forward to today is hours and hours of feeling this pain.
I am not doing well.