There is this invisible injury we have and people think you are faking, you are lazy, you keep procrastinating. If you get the flu everyone around you would take care of you or check how are you. When the “disease” is mental nobody does, not even the closest people, the most dear ones. They don’t know how to react, they are more afraid than you are and they leave you there hanging on your own. Maybe because they know what it feels like to be physically sick but they can’t feel that empathy if they’ve never suffered depression or anxiety.