I am one of the people suffering from depression. I didn't know I had depression at first, but I knew that I wanted to change but couldn't. I was helpless and desperate. My grievances turned into resentment that could not be resolved. No one understood my pain, and people kept hurting me. Each time it was a heavier blow, a blow without a bottom line. I just wanted to pick up a knife and kill people, but I couldn't bear to do it. I tried my best to restrain myself, and then embarked on the lonely road of self-salvation.
Intention: If you think it's wrong, I'm just guessing. If you think it's right, I'll tell you what I've experienced.