People who've had depression, please tell me: life does feel different when you see it from the lens of depression, right?

11th day of journaling here...
Everything takes too much effort, everything is exhausting, every moment is full of doubt of myself, every second is filled with self hatred... I'm fearing people's judgement too much, more than normal. I am procrastinating too much. I feel like a burden on everyone who tried to help (except occasionally).
All I want to do is cry, lay down, or just stay by myself.
I am seeing a doctor this week or the next. (depending if the appointment fits the schedule...)

Just so I know... this is normal, right?