Kevin Breel, on the To Write Love on Her Arms blog:
My story is this, in four simple words: I suffer from depression. I suffer from depression. And for a long time, I think, I was living two totally different lives, where one person was always afraid of the other. I was afraid that people would see me for who I really was. That I wasn’t the perfect, popular kid in high school who everyone thought I was. That beneath my smile there was struggle, and beneath my light there was dark, and beneath my big personality just hid even bigger pain.
This whole thing is worth reading if you — like me — have been down this road. Perhaps more importantly, if someone in your life has suffered from this disease, this will help explain it better than almost anything else I’ve read on the subject.