Depression, in the clinical, is a physical illness. Kierkegaard was a writer, not a doctor.
Depression is treatable to those who want treatment.
Depression is treatable to those who want treatment.
And depressing as hell, IMO.
The clinical presentation of depression often develops from psychological pressures.
My mother threatened suicide often when I was a teenager. She would go out in the middle of the night and park at the edge of a quarry or head for the turnpike, intending to do a u-turn and drive against traffic. For one reason or another, she always gave up and returned home at dawn, in time to go to work. She said that the reason was that she had too many responsibilities to end her life.