The horrible thing about major depressive disorder is that one cannot, in fact alieve that “it gets better” during a bad phase. Depressed people all over the world hate those empty platitudes, are sick and tired of them. Just read any damn forum on depression, seriously!
“Get over it”, “hang in there”, etc, etc. It comes across as so predictable, so superficial and callous. We’ve heard this shit a million times; it’s just hard for us to draw a connection between some statistical prospect of improvement and the very private grey hell that we are in. I know this from experience. Downvoted. (And yes, it did “get better” for me, but I’m still angry at getting such vapid non-advice.)
Related: http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2013/05/depression-part-two.html (the by-now-famous excellent explanation by Allie Brosh)
True Talmudic story, from TVTropes. Scarily prescient? Also: related musings from Muflax’ blog.