Depression Quotes

I felt happier yesterday. I do not feel happy today – I feelabandoned and godless and brokenin a church built for the damnedwith artificial light through stained glassand warped wooden doors.

I love rainstorms...the thunder, lightning, wind, all of it. So much going on at once, so many emotions...just like me.

Maybe tranquility is the dirt under my nails. I know it's there but I never feel like digging it out.

It seems it has been my fate to sadden those I should have made happy.

Depression is very real. It'll back you into a dark room, slap you across the face, spit in your eyes, scream in your ears, and punch you in the gut - Until you give in.

I was trapped in an awful spiral of insecure narcissism

A scar had been beaten into his mind which would only heal by experience.

So far gone am I in the dark side of earth, that its other side, the theoretic bright one, seems but uncertain twilight to me.

Good Lord didn't mean for us to hate ourself. He made us to love ourself like He do, with wide open arms.

I'm not sure what happened to me over the last few days. I lost myself, I think. I sank down into a hole for a while. They're tricky things, holes. You don't know you're in one until you get out.

And that's the most frustrating thing about depression. It isn't always something you can fight back against with hope. It isn't even something-it's nothing. And you can't combat nothing.

Depression, the Cancer that gnaws at your Body, Mind and Soul.

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.

If you could read my mind, you wouldn't be smiling.

Nobody would believe what an effort it is to do what little I am able, - to dress and entertain, and order things

I needed some space to lay myself out, so that I could decide which pieces I wanted to pick up.

Only you can make yourself strong. Nobody else can do it for you.

Whether it's sleeping or playing video games or riding my bike or studying. Giving my brain up. That's what's important.

You will ever depress the devil if you always love those who spit hatred into your face. The devil loves vengeance and anything contrary to this is an agenda to bring down his temporal kingdom!

Work, Mrs. Hill knew, might not be a cure for all ailments, but it was a sovereign remedy against the more brooding kinds.

Once I had been introduced to depression, I realized if I wanted to help my friend and preserve our friendship, I needed to understand what the illness was all about.

Magically, hopelessness gives rise to profound hope.

She had been desperate to feel something, anything. She needed a window, because she had broken her heart throwing it at locked doors.

I didn't have that kind of friendship, the forever kind of friendship that will last your whole life through, no matter what.

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?

Bouncing on beds, I remember from childhood, is a great depression reliever.

No matter how dark the night may get, your light will never burn out.

It is in the nest of disappointment where depression lays its eggs.

There is no afterlife for wilted flowers like me.

It's not the deprivations of winter that get you, or the damp of spring, but the no-man's land between.

I didn't know how I could want things so badly while making it impossible to ever get them.

There is a difference between depression and sadness. I am happy to be sad.

Repeated positive interpretations of one's negative experiences are the greatest medicines for stress and depression.

Sometimes I Curse My Love Affair with Life

Why not risk your life, if you don't want to live anyway? Why not risk your life if you'll never be happy no matter what you do?

How confusing to live in the shadow of a shadow.

Out of the seven billion people sharing the planet with her, not one of them knew what was going through her head. Not one of them knew she was lost. Not one of them asked.

I couldn't even muster the enthusiasm to hate myself anymore.

Procrastination is the best friend of depression.

Depression means self-loathing, self-disgust, and the kind of emotional numbness that feels like psychic death.

I lost myself in the burden of trying to be your savior.

I always fill the chat box, almost every day, and end up deleting my heart.

Inside my house, nobody was home, except everybody, but it was easy to feel like those were one and the same.

Depression is not an absence of happiness, it’s a feeling that happiness may never return.

It was really hard to stay positive. And that's normally a talent of mine.

It's easy to feel depressed by focusing on problems. Count your blessings while others are adding up their worries and you will be much happier. Attitude is EVERYTHING!

At the fall, we became alienated not only from God and other people but also from ourselves.

It's hard to answer the question "what's wrong?" when nothing is right.

Each time that I have felt like I might finally be figuring some things out, life has decided to change the rules and I’ve had to start all over again.

There is absolutely no worse death curse than the humdrum daily existence of the living dead.