As ofttimes as it rains on my little spot of earth, you’d think I’d grow accustomed to the gloom.

When she enters the room she immediately shuts the window and draws the shade with a quick, hard pull. Then she throws herself down on the bed, and the sobbing starts all over again. It’s...

There are times when I’m caught up in everything and I have to say to myself, “Please feel good; please feel better; everything’s okay; you’re fine; things aren’t falling apart; take a second; get back...

I am terrified by this dark thingThat sleeps in me;All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.

But no matter how much evil I see, I think it’s important for everyone to understand that there is much more light than darkness.

A drinking man’s someone who wants to forget he isn’t still young and believing

There is a valid reason why they say live everyday as if it were your last, the truth is…., there is no tomorrow – just today

I have a sense of melancholy isolation, life rapidly vanishing, all the usual things. It’s very strange how often strong feelings don’t seem to carry any message of action.

It’s too short,’ she said, ‘ever so much too short.’ Never did anybody look so sad. Bitter and black, half-way down, in the darkness, in the shaft which ran from the sunlight to the depths,...

Once upon a time, I used to have a little girl.

Imagine saying to somebody that you have a life-threatening illness, such as cancer, and being told to pull yourself together or get over it.Imagine being terribly ill and too afraid to tell anyone lest it...

Dead, but not allowed to die. Alive, but as good as dead.

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

My heart has become a amazon of dark secrets ❤

Lewis encourages his cancer-stricken and temporarily depressed wife that uncertainty rather than hopelessness is our cross.

A big part of dealing with depression is realizing that you are in control of your own happiness.

But I didn’t get it then. I’m so mad at myself. What was wrong with me that I couldn’t just tell her? That I didn’t have the capacity to ask her for anything.

Life is like a game of chess.To win you have to make a move.Knowing which move to make comes with IN-SIGHTand knowledge, and by learning the lessons that areacculated along the way.We become each and...

Now that she had worn other faces, seen through other eyes, how could she ever say any face was really her own, even if it was the face she had been given at birth? When...

from my chair i can see the street and it seems depressing

The pain will always be in you — but you will not always be in pain.

Logic doesn’t overcome pain.

Procrastination is the best friend of depression.

However, when we are depressed, being reminded of other people’s suffering only serves to increase our self-hatred.

No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No...

When things get unbearable, I wrap myself into a tight ball and shut my eyes. Every muscle in my body is tense. I open my eyes and I’m still where I was when I closed...

Here in the bathroom with me are razor blades. Here is iodine to drink. Here are sleeping pills to swallow. You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is...

Her soul died that night under a radiant silver moon in the spring of 1918 on the side of a blood-spattered trench. Around her lay the mangled dead and the dying. Her body was untouched,...

When we are crushed like grapes, we cannot think of the wine we will become.

I feel impossibly sad and like I’ll die, what can we do?

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,And Mourners to and froKept treading – treading – till it seemedThat Sense was breaking through – And when they all were seated,A Service, like a Drum – Kept...

They say grief occurs in five stages. First there’s denial followed by anger. Then comes bargaining, depression and acceptance. But grief is a merciless master. Just when you think you’re free you realize you never...

The goal was to get sane, to get whole, to be complete enough to support someone else.

Every morning I think: What’s the latest I can sleep in ‘til, and still be on time for work? Well, I used to think that, before unemployment turned every day into a Saturday.

If you can’t, or won’t, think of Seymour, then you go right ahead and call in some ignorant psychoanalyst. You just do that. You just call in some analyst who’s experienced in adjusting people to...

The people you think are the happiest are usually the saddest; that’s because they see more and feel deeper than others do. They are the sensitive and they see beyond the veil of what’s tangible...

I was depressed, but that was a side issue. This was more like closing up shop, or, say, having a big garage sale, where you look at everything you’ve bought in your life, and you...

I suffer depression only in the sense that I am a writer. We don’t have proper jobs to go to. We are on our own all day. Show me a writer who doesn’t get depressed:...

I’ve started to hate this city, this country, all these STUPID FUCKING PEOPLE.

Cross-legged on the floor, you drink, hoping each mouthful will hurt; occasional flurries of spastic movement as you try to work out what to do with your hands. When everyone else is gone, your world...

With a damp palm, I turned the knob and cracked open the door. She was asleep in her freshly made bed. I can’t explain how relieved I felt for this simple mercy. She was here...

There are times that the emotions we keep in our hearts, no matter how abundant, are better left unexpressed.

The horror of the Pit lay in the emergence from it, with the return of her will, her caring, and her feeling of the need for meaning before the return of meaning itself.

Discouragement is the illegitimate child of false expectations! Loyd Ogilive

And that fear I’d felt, the disembodying confusion, seemed to be a drug I was now addicted to, because moving through the ordinary world- watching CNN, reading the Times, walking to Sant Ambroeus to have...

I feel like I’m dropping such a long way down again.” “I seem to be dropping into a cold dark wet place, where no one’s been before and noone can every follow. There’s no future...

I just want your voice aimed at me again. I want to absorb the direction of your eyes…

Standing naked on the beach with all of my secrets between my legs, I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me...

Maybe anosognosia, the inability to see your own disability, is the human condition and I’m the only one who doesn’t suffer from it.

Her parents, she said, has put a pinball machine inside her head when she was five years old. The red balls told her when she should laugh, the blue ones when she should be silent...