When I am depressed, I see everything as part of a whole. I see patterns that I am helpless or ineffective against, and it is smothering. Enraging. My main obstacles seem to be rumination and analysis, and both are so strong at times that they seem to drive themselves, and layer on the thoughts for me until they become just a vague, numbing negative feeling. This is what depression is for me - when the patterns and chains become so defined in my mind that they all link to form one heavy blanket. This is an accurate metaphor because I feel covered by my emotions - and sometimes I feel like I am swallowed whole.