Here’s the best thing about depression. When your mind tells you to get up and shake it off, that you’ll feel better if you get up and work out and take a shower, that none of this is important or even a big deal, that you’re still an awesome person who’s capable of doing great things as long as you shake this off. When your mind tells you that, the depressed mind tells you you’ll never be good enough because you are useless, you’ll never be thin or pretty or smart or good enough and nothing will change that. It says you’re worthless and you might as well stay inside and eat because none of it matters anyway. You’ll still be just as worthless tomorrow.