Depressed Quotes
The only way to truly help most drug addicts and most alcoholics is to—instead of them—change reality.
Your pride will be uprooted when a person who insults you appears to be your benefactor. The person who insults should be considered a benefactor, instead people get depressed when they are insulted.
Worry notif you are in darknessand the void sucks you in further.This is not the place we go to die.It’s where we are bornand our stories begin.
I wished that I had died, it would have been better for everyone
I didn't feel very lucky. Why me, I kept asking myself. Why had this happened to me?
The past does not define me, it ignites me. The past is not a piece of me, it has placed me
That sassy low classy, but dress real cheap-fly-n-fancy, with a chip on her shoulder -- she's just a bitterly wounded dove, wanting to be sieged by love.
The difference is, Now I cant call you anymore…I cant hear your calming voice, I cant hear your wordsThat made me always feel better, Now I am just all aloneIn this dark and cold room
You must choose a positive response to any situation. This is the step action to conquer it.
Some people are severely lonely, all they can do is accept the single life as an example of being free and happy.
Life is ten percent what you experience and ninety percent how you respond to it.
You are a warrior in a dark forest, with no compass and are unable to tell who the actual enemy is, So you never feel safe ..
A hand-rolled cigarette to smoke, Another one bought from the store.If he lights one, his mind's lit upAnother one burns a hole..
Depressed states can make us feel like we're constantly fighting against ourselves but we must engage in that fight for ourselves.
There was no life Dennis burned to live except, it seemed, a life that wasn't depressed.
One interesting thing is that a stage is reached when nothing hurts any more. Things cannot become any worse, finally, for the one who is really depressed.
You are not walking slow enough, when taking a walk, if you do not come across as bored or depressed (to the average sane person).
You were never created to live depressed, defeated, guilty, condemned, ashamed or unworthy. We were created to be victorious.
The monsters were neverunder my bed.Because the monsterswere inside my head.I fear no monsters, for no monsters I see.Because all this timethe monster has been me.
Do you remember? Do you remember the world before the dark? Do you remember the world with mothers and fathers and stillness that did not feel like death?
The words went round and round and round in my mind and my body, until I knew they were no longer my words but something that had been carved into my heart.And now my soul was crying.
Sometimes I wonder, that one missing sock after doing laundry, is the smart one. After being unhappy for so long, it finally walks away from a frayed, worn-out relationship.
Often it feels like I am breathing today only because a few years back I had no idea which nerve to cut...
I’m not weeping, I’m not complaining, Happiness is not for me.
It's shitty I guess. They're my friends. But... everything I want to talk about I can't say to them. It feels so separate, like I've touched something that's taken the color out of me.
I hate telling people this. I never know exactly how my voice is going to sound saying it, and I hate the stricken looks they get on their faces when they don't know what to say back.
God wants to use you as a divine show room, where the poor, the wearied and the depressed will find comfort and recreation! You got to be kind. It's a sign that you have conquered greed!
Many people who became successful were once first time global failures. But because they didn't give up on their dreams, failure could not sink them. They triumphed at last!
It feels like someone is gripping my heart and twisting it. It feels like I can't breathe. I shut my eyes tightly against the memory that is threatening to surface. I can't br
Carved deep into my veins but didn't bleedOverdosed on sleeping pills but didn't sleepWhen your heart is heavy, it gets increasingly harder to breatheClearly there's a GodBut why has he forsaken me?
