i think its like horses and courses.... if the horse is on the right course its wonderful...
years ago i would get fed up.... i mean really fed up, and i wouldnt get out of bed, my wife an ex-nurse would just ignore me... happily i never ever considered it depression, if i had....lol...
i feel for anyone with any illness. miners were noted for being ill...lol... A.K.A. sick-note... any excuse for not going down, the vast majority hated the job, i was lucky, i enjoyed what i did, and my mate never missed a shift, we did afternoons regular, i could lay in every morning, and get [censored] every night, it was the finest therapy a man could have... but still i know i was lucky