Depression is real and fashionable. Paste it on your forehead, advertise and sell in exchange for sympathy. So many vendors, so many customers and such a big market. You can’t help them, they don’t want it. Why? Because they’re not depressed. Nobody knows what depression is. Depressed people don’t know they’re depressed. Or they do but don’t show it off. It’s not a necklace. Its a noose. Who cares, let’s just label ourselves and go around wearing this facade, for we are the hopeless romantics of heart break land.