Do you think you’re depressed?
People ask me that sometimes. Friends. Family. Even some ballsy people who don’t know me very well.
My immediate response is usually, No. Occasionally, I add something like: I’m just working through some things.
How could I be depressed? Depressed people don’t get out of bed and shower and put on clean clothes and go to work. Depressed people don’t dance when a good song comes on or sleep out for Hamilton tickets or go to Red Sox games. Depressed people don’t host holiday parties and laugh around the campfire.