Jack doesn’t know how to think his way in to feeling better. He rides his emotions like a roller coaster, on the same tracks, everyday, to the same low point. There is very little to be happy about, so he isn’t. He doesn’t have the imagination to escape with the usual methods; flights of fantasy, optimism for the future, or fond memories. He is in the here and now, and the here and now is not where or when he wants to be. He is depressed.
Jill could think herself in to, or out of, anything. She drives her own emotions, but at such dangerous speeds that she inevitably crashes. There is plenty to be happy about, which causes her guilt because she's not. She has the imagination to simultaneously have episodes of paranoia, pessimism about the future, and regrets. Always thinking of an unattainable ideal, she takes no time to realize that the present moment is not so bad. She is depressed.
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