Having depression and anxiety is living with your desire to cry, without too much provocation over the little things, for longer then you feel you should be, but also as needed, and then stressing over the fact you cried at all, and apologizing for how you appeared, without even realizing you never told them why you were crying in the first all, – all while going through cycles of emotions – faster then you can handle, at times. And then being fine afterwards, and this was all in your head, so not only did you stress yourself out and process it, but the other person doesn’t even have time to react. It’s exhausting. And that’s without even trying to express what just happened. and why and such.