I wonder if that’s how darkness wins, by convincing us to trap it inside ourselves, instead of emptying it out.I don’t want it to win.

He meant everything he said, when he said it. But this is his default. And it won out. Right now you’re depressed about one thing. Before you were depressed about everything. These are good times...

A part-time worker is fully employed, half the time. In other words, they are part-time unemployees.

Depression has been likened to both a black cloud and a black dog. For someone like Kelsea, the black cloud is the right metaphor. She is surrounded by it, immersed within it, and there is...

Is boredom anything less than the sense of one’s faculties slowly dying?

i am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me.those seem to be the two choices. everything else is just killing time.

Every morning I sit at the kitchen table over a tall glass of water swallowing pills. (So my hands won’t shake.) (So my heart won’t race.) (So my face won’t thaw.) (So my blood won’t...

The irony of taking Anti Depressants: you take them to feel good but they also make you feel bad or worse because you worry about your purse.

When someone close to you dies, you feel like you might die too. It takes some of the life out of you for a time.

I’d felt this before, when my granddad was in the hospital before he died. We all camped out in the waiting room, eating our meals together, most of us sleeping in the chairs every night....

We can’t handle absence anymore, anything is better than the blankness; the quiet of nothingness. People fight to put images of love and hate – both equally nauseating – between themselves and the blank space...

Minds me of a story they tell about Willy Feeley when he was a young fella. Willy was bashful, awful bashful. Well, one day he takes a heifer over to Graves’ bull. Ever’body was out...

People are screwed up in this world. I’d rather be with someone screwed and open about it than somebody perfect and…you know… ready to explode.

Geez, if I could get through to you, kiddo, that depression is not sobbing and crying and giving vent, it is plain and simple reduction of feeling. Reduction, see? Of all feeling. People who keep...

In search for love, where love is some Oxytocin,seeking happiness related to Orexin. Sensations of glory, motivation and success, They are all some precious chemicals. Our mind is greedy, and falls into depression when he...

I love him in ways that I can’t explain to other people. They don’t understand… it’s not their fault.

I don’t ever want to hurt anyone, but I really wish there was something like a reset button on my life.

Your iPod is whispering in your ear. It was keeping you company, but now it’s like a good friend turned bad […] It is turning your life into a dark, looping rock opera.

I’d like to do this, or that.

I am one of millions who have been treated for depression and gotten well; I was lucky enough to have a psychiatrist well versed in using lithium and knowledgeable about my illness, and who was...

Why, when you have a mental disease, is it always considered an act of imagination? Why is it that every organ in your body can get sick and you get sympathy except the brain?

Grief denied will surface in borrowed clothes, the mad, sad clothes of paranoia, fear or loneliness

Part of me was afraid that if I raised my fist to the sky and demanded an answer now, I would hear a thundering and calloused, ‘Because I said so,” from God in heaven. And...

Great griefs exhaust. They discourage us with life. The man into whom they enter feels something taken from him. In youth, their visit is sad; later on, it is ominous.

Oddly enough I never used to suffer from depression on cold, gray, cloudy days like this. I felt as if nature was in harmony with me, that it reflected my soul.

I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too...

Always know there are friends somewhere rooting for you. There are people you don’t know, always praying for you and lifting you before God. – Jenee, from “To the Survivors”.

Isolation is one, huge, hideous monster, that awaits us in our minds. And so on, we will seek out the truth, what has happened, and why you are all along. Could you have done something...

Don’t underestimate your tears. They have the power to strengthen your commitment to your life’s purpose and to direct you towards your goal. So, when you cry because of the people who mock or taunt...

I am starting to acceptthat you never loved me.And it’s sadbecause I don’t think you seehow beautiful you are to me.Your face was the lightthat chased away the shadows,every nightmare, every fear.But you burned out...

This is it”? My depression is a harassed feeling. I’m looking: but that’s not it — that’s not it. What is it? And shall I die before I find it?

When the Self is freed from mind there are no limits to what one can experience.

We are not easy to help. Nor are we easy to be around. Nobody with a serious illness is easy to be around. Although not obviously physically disabled, we struggle to get things done. Our...

Depression is a disorder of mood, so mysteriously painful and elusive in the way it becomes known to the self–to the mediating intellect–as to verge close to being beyond description. It thus remains nearly incomprehensible...

Sometimes I though about killing myself. The idea of it circled my head, shining and lovely like a tinsel halo. How beautiful it would be if everything could just stop. If I could stop. If...

When the door to suicide opens it becomes a viable option that you never considered before, but, once ajar, it initiates an invasion strategy. Day by day thoughts blacken under the occupation of the new...

Creative people are more prone to depression.

Anna Petrovna: Kolya, my dearest, stay at home.Ivanov: My love, my unhappy darling, I beg you, don’t stop me going out in the evenings. It’s cruel and unjust on my part, but let me commit...

Grief is depression in proportion to circumstance; depression is grief out of proportion to circumstance.

My sadness is beautiful. It infuses everything I do. It is at the core of my identity and always has been, just as happiness is in some people. I refuse to be told that it’s...

You have a light in you that’s almost blinding. But in me there’s only darkness. Sometimes I think it’s like the darkness that infected you that night in the inn when you began to cry...

…trying to use willpower to overcome the apathetic sort of sadness that accompanies depression is like a person with no arms trying to punch themselves until their hands grow back. A fundamental component of the...

Except you cannot outrun insanity, anymore than you can outrun your own shadow.

If they tell you that she died of sleeping pills you must know that she died of a wasting grief, of a slow bleeding at the soul.

Truly, a life in constant pain is the life of the damned.

Depression is not caused by a chemical imbalance in the brain, and it is not cured by medication. Depression may not even be an illness at all. Often, it can be a normal reaction to...

I start to think there really is no cure for depression, that happiness is an ongoing battle, and I wonder if it isn’t one I’ll have to fight for as long as I live. I...

Depression is the most unpleasant thing I have ever experienced. . . . It is that absence of being able to envisage that you will ever be cheerful again. The absence of hope. That very...

Nestled in the valley of darkness, in the deepest depths of depression, are the priceless gems of; creativity, intuition and sensitivity. The trick is learning how to navigate the dark, so these precious gems can...

Our Generation has had no Great war, no Great Depression. Our war is spiritual. Our depression is our lives.