Depression is a medical condition

"Explain that depression is a medical condition, caused by chemical imbalances in the brain. It   is not a sign of weakness or some kind of character flaw, and usually gets better with treatment."

Source: 8 ways to compassionately support someone with depression

TALK TO ME

In my mind, I was determined to seek advice from a guidance counselor of the school I am teaching at. But as my classes are scheduled on the weekend, no one was available.
I have also considered talking to one of the HR officers of the company I am working with.

Because I have questions.
Do we have means of determining and monitoring the mental/emotional/psychological health, like tests, consultations, or something?
Do we actually monitor these things?

A lot has been going through my mind.
Whenever news dawns on me, especially if it involves family, I get distracted. I become confused. I get to be extra-sensitive and start over-thinking things: relationships, work, activities, and more. I feel conscious of the people around me: their actions, their facial expressions and reactions. I would worry more than usual.

And then I'm stuck with nowhere.

So I wanted to be sure. But I'm not sure where to start. Even when I looked it up online, I couldn't convince myself of the things I already knew beforehand.

I realized it's impossible for online tests not to exist. I took four.

from depression.org.nz

from psychtests.com

Disorder	Your Score
Major Depression:	Moderate
Dysthymia:	High-Moderate
Bipolar Disorder:	Very Slight
Cyclothymia:	Slight-Moderate
Seasonal Affective Disorder:	Moderate
Postpartum Depression:	N/A
Take the Depression Test
from depression.org.nz

from psychcentral.com

So how accurate are they? How reliable are they?

In the end, I will need someone to talk to.

EMPATHETIC

every move seems too noticeable
familiar steps make it more obvious
with the slightest hushes and glances
the corner of my eye catches

probable reasons spark up
senseless thoughts running my mind
what i saw, why i think
into a state of insecurity

those eyes that peek through
murmurs that are inaudibly deafening
gestures that become suspicious
and when all together, they make me nervous

guesses formulated on a fast track
the which is asked, the real and the obvious
deceived by lies, and they may be truths
but i don't want to end up as the joke

so i stayed back, pinched myself
focus and pressure, ignore and escape
later it can be laughed off, or the next day
but right now, it's a big deal for me