Cos every breath is unbearably painful

In times like these I always cheered myself up with a certain story. I forgot just when I first heard it, or who I heard it from… but, back when I was young it would...

Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn’t have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery...

We all know pain doesn’t exist without some coexisting depression.

My mother smiled. “I knew my baby wasn’t like that.”I looked at her. “Like what?””Like those awful people. Those awful dead people at that hospital.” She paused. “I knew you’d decide to be all right...

Nothing is permanent in my mysterious world, even my moments of belief – Jenifer

God is a creation of human brain

Caught in the center of a soundless fieldWhile hot inexplicable hours go byWhat trap is this? Where were its teeth concealed?You seem to ask.I make a sharp reply,Then clean my stick. I’m glad I can’t...

…Alright, Mandy Valems,” Alecto agreed.

The most important thing is to be whatever you are without shame.

A friend called the other day.’How are you?’ she said.The sun was shining, the sky a merciless blue. It was only eleven in the morning but I had been awake since three twenty. I was...

the evil thing is inside, not out.

If two people who love each other Ares soul mates, then there will always be a empty hole in my soul waiting for you..

They say that if you really want to kill yourself, no one can stop you. There are too many ways to do it. You can jump off a bridge or a building. You can hang...

You never meet real people they are just wrapped in blankets of fakeness❤ ❤

Most of us would rather kill ourselves than be, particularly if who we think we are keeps dying. Many of us do.

I think this is what we all want to hear: that we are not alone in hitting the bottom, and that it is possible to come out of that place courageous, beautiful, and strong.

Melancholia is, I believe, a musical problem: a dissonance, a change in rhythm. While on the outside everything happens with the vertiginous rhythm of a cataract, on the inside is the exhausted adagio of drops...

I wish you allan ego freedriven day!

Tessa: Are all vampires like that? Cold like that?Charlotte: Many of them have been alive a long time. They don’t see things the way we do.

Slowly, my feelings started to shrivel up. The few that managed to survive the constant beatings staggered around like wounded baby deer, just biding their time until they could die and join all the other...

When I’m depressed, I read Caeiro — he’s my fresh air. I become very calm, content, faithful — yes, I find faith in God, and in the soul’s transcendent living smallness, after reading the poems...

The decision to be positive is not one that disregards or belittles the sadness that exists. It is rather a conscious choice to focus on the good and to cultivate happiness–genuine happiness. Happiness is not...

You used to give yourself over to endless sessions of doubt. You would claim to be an expert on the subject. But doubting would tire you so much that you would end up doubting doubt...

‘Not spoiling’ a child means trying to break that child’s spirit.

Sylvia had begun her month in New York with princessy pomp and fanfare….Her departure on June 27 was entirely different. She left New York shaken, depleted, and utterly alone.

They have no idea what a bottomless pit of misery I am.

To be happy to be sad and sad to be happy is to sing an echo in that beautiful language called Sorrow.

Nothing succeeds like success. Kill me now.

I thought about suicide all the time, but it seemed toomuch effort, swallowing all those pills or jumping off things. If I’d lived out in the country I would have found a quiet stretch of...

Listen, Harper. I realize how hard this is for you.”A flash of anger heats up in my chest. She doesn’t understand. She can’t. If she did, she’d leave me alone instead of trying to force...

how depression challenged a president and fueled his greatness.

Growing up, I had a lot of dreams. I was depressed and I slept all the time.

What people never understand is that depression isn’t about the outside; it’s about the inside.

If killing yourself is not an option anymore, you have to sink into the darkness instead, and make something out of it.

It’s a recession when your neighbor loses his job; it’s a depression when you lose your own.

Marianne had now been brought by degrees, so much into the habit of going out every day, that it was become a matter of indifference to her, whether she went or not: and she prepared...

There are moments when we all step away from the light…

If you know that I am genius Then know that you made me genius Everyone don’t accept me as genius Because they aren’t genius to belief me as genius

Almost everyone is overconfident–except the people who are depressed, and they tend to be realists.

That day wasn’t the first time I had attempted suicide. Simply disappearing into the distant nothingness where there was no pain and no more feelings – back then I thought it an act of empowerment....

It…whatever ‘it’ is, has swallowed me and I lie here in the pit of its cold dark stomach being eaten alive by its bile and I…I don’t even know if I want to be saved.

In the mirror I stand, an injured deer in headlights, or maybe high beams, judging by the way my eyes water. I measure my wrists with my fingers, and I clutch at my rib cage,...

The genre of self-help for depression is littered with well-intentioned books that overpraise solutions and raise false hopes. It would be nice to defeat your depression in ten easy steps, but rarely is it so...

It was deeply a part of Lee’s kindness and understanding that man’s right to kill himself is inviolable, but sometimes a friend can make it unnecessary

I wasn’t going to have enough money to pay for a Good Lifestyle, which meant I’d feel ashamed, which meant I’d get depressed, and that was the big one because I knew what that did...

People who keep stiff upper lips find that it’s damn hard to smile.

Depression: the healthy suspicion that modern life has no meaning and that modern society is absurd and alienating.

Please… Whoever you are, whatever you are… I believe in you even though I don’t completely understand you. I feel you around me even though I can’t exactly describe what I’m feeling. Sometimes things happen...

If I had an .MP3 of your heartbeat… I might actually get some sleep.