It's hard to describe exactly what it was for me. I went through a very deep depression many years ago and at the same time was very isolated. It was the most painful time of my life, but also the deepest. It was the most real, but also the most surreal. Nights and days kind of blend together and you talk to people but you live in your own head. You have a deep sense of perspective and reality that at the same time is entirely warped and negative. The darkness, the depersonalization, the occasional giddy obsession, and the constant ruminations.

And underneath all that is just this constant, oppressive, pervasive, weight. You sleep all the time to escape it, and when you wake up it's right there again.

Bo basically took depression and turned it into an art form. Anyone who has ever felt that, felt it here. The name Inside has a lot of meanings here. I have been inside that room. Many people have.

If you have never been truly depressed, it probably made you a bit uneasy, weirded out, maybe just bored, and that's ok. If god forbid you ever do go through a depression, and you wanted to explain in an hour what it's like, youd have someone watch this movie. And they wouldn't get it unless they'd been there. When I watch this it just makes me want to take Bo out for a beer and tell him, it gets better man. Hang in there.