Laughing at depression

A friend of mine recently made a joke about someone who stank. They'd
probably not washed in several days like I do at the moment. I wonder
how many other people laugh at the externalisations of depression? One
day perhaps someone might ask if the person was ok rather than laugh at
their misery.

I perceive this as ignorance. Many people can't recognise misery when
they see it. We keep most of the stuff on the inside.