Don't get me wrong, I am one who doesn't mind romanticizing mental illness - I do think that it is necessary in some situations. (I've talked about this in the past, I'll link the video I made about this issue at the bottom of this post).
The truth is though, depression sucks. And it's ugly. For instance, take me today.
I woke up this morning and went to an appointment with the same makeup I was wearing yesterday. I haven't showered in three days. I went to the grocery store - I bought and stole some binge food. After a quite unsatisfying binge/purge session, I watched netflix and fell asleep. I then ate the remainder of my binge food, didn't purge, and fell asleep. My sheets are stained with blood, and gross because my nightmares make me sweat so much when I sleep. I'm just so tired. It's now 10pm, and although I slept about 6 hours today, all I want to do is sleep again.
If you were interested, here is my video on the difference between romanticizing and glorifying mental illness, and why I think romanticizing it is okay (in certain situations).