The analysis about his depression begins in chapter 5,

The analysis about his
depression begins in chapter 5,

–         
I slept, indeed, but I was disturbed
by the wildest dreams. I thought I saw Elizabeth, walking in the streets of
Ingolstadt… but as I imprinted the first kiss on her lips they became livid
with the hue of death, her features appeared to change,… I saw the
grave-worms crawling in the folds of the flannel. I started from my sleep
with horror; (Chapter 5)

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Based
on National Institute of Mental Health (NIMH) it looks in that scene when
Victor has the symptoms of depression. After his success created the creature,
he gets the crazy nightmare that makes him in deep frightened. The victor’s
dream begins by happy moment with Elizabeth then the dream suddenly change when
Victor imprinted the first kiss on Elizabeth’s lips become livid with the hue
of death, after he shock with his dream he opens his eyes and  the creature appears in front of him.

–         
I passed the night wretchedly.
Sometimes my pulse beat so quickly and hardly that I felt the
palpitation of every artery, at others, I nearly sank to the ground through
languor and extreme weakness. Mingled with this horror, I felt the
bitterness of disappointment (Chapter 5)

–         
I did not dare return to the apartment
which I inhabited, but felt impelled to hurry on,(Chapter 5)

Based
in NIMH journal, the man who has depression has signs and symptoms persistent
sad, anxious, or “empty” mood. The proofs that he is depression is shown when
he passes the night “wretchedly” “my pulse beat so quickly and hardly” “languor
and extreme weakness” “I felt the bitterness of disappointment”-         
I traversed the streets without any
clear conception of where I was or what I was doing. My heart
palpitated  in the sickness of fear, and
I hurried on with irregular steps, not daring to look about me: Like one
who, on a lonely road, walk in fear and dread, (Chapter5)

It was not joy only
that possessed me, I felt my flesh tingle with excess of sensitiveness, and my
pulse beat rapidly. I was unable to remain for a single instant in the same
place; I jumped over the chairs, clapped my hands, and laugh aloud.
Clerval at first attributed my