Depression Quotes

There is no cell culture for depression. You can't see it on a bone scan or an x-ray. Not everyone with depression will show the same behavioral symptoms.

When I was lost in the fog, it was as though nothing else existed. And, afterwards, it seemed incomprehensible that I had ever really thought like that. Self-recrimination inevitably followed.

Days passed in a grey fog. I was becalmed. Without energy, without hope, with no sight of land, I could remember feeling better but I somehow couldn't believe in it. There was nothing but this.

There had been a subtle realignment of the spheres. The world was somehow a place I could endure again. If life was a grey corridor lined with doors, it was now within my power to open some of them.

I would if somebody would want to but of course nobody would want to so I wouldn't want to force anybody to want to.

You make me want things that I can't have.

Well, enough of this introspection. It’s depressing, quite frankly.

Prideful fool. It hurt his feelings that he couldn’t make my crazy go away. You know how men are. Always trying to fix things can’t be fixed.

I want to celebrate the sadness that makes you feel everything so deeply. I want to throw a party for the wounds that make you so unabashedly human.

One reason we're not winning the fight against depression is that our available treatments leave so many in partial recovery limbo.

You know what you have to do, you just can't do it", Sara says wearily. "It's like you have bricks on your feet.

Just as a stressful life can make you depressed, continuing exposure to stressors maintains depression.

Depressed people don't end up lying in bed because they are undercommitted to goals. They end up lying in bed because they are overcommitted to goals that are failing.

I chose fat and functional over slender and miserable.

There is so much pain in the world, and most of these people keep theirs secret, rolling through agonizing lives in invisible wheelchairs, dressed in invisible bodycasts.

Sleep was a vehicle for passing the time, for avoiding the present. It was a trolley for the depressed, the impatient, and the dying.

Misery is a routine you can learn to live with. It's like rain. Once you're soaked to the skin, you can't get any wetter.

When I recall memories, it all seems like a film, not a reality.

It/ll be better tomorrow...

The iron bolt which so mysteriously fastens the door of hope and holds our spirits in gloomy prison, needs a heavenly hand to push it back.

I sometimes think that I don't have a purpose in this world. I am simply useless and wandering.

When you know truly know just how much God loves you it won't matter when others don't and if you know truly know God accepts you it won't matter when others won't

I finally understood what could drive kids to show up with guns and shoot up their schools.

When you know truly know that God loves you it won't matter when others don't. And when you know truly know that God accepts you it won't matter when others won't.

If depression was a choice, no one would choose it. Depression is not a choice.

If only sorrow could bring hope, I'd learn to live again

Together we proceeded on our way towards catastrophe. [Depressed lawyer and his unsuspecting clients.]

Depression is an imagery of our heart's sickness.

love meget lost in mebut bewareside effects includea lot of shivering, babya lot of drinking, maybea lot of sinking, baby

Remember if it's not happy then it's not the end so babe keep fighting, you'll win this war.

If I were you I'd put that away. See you're just wasted and thinking about the past again, darling you'll be okay.

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

If the one who gave me life wants the real me to die... then all I can do is die.

One way to be sure you are not making the wrong decision, is to lookvertically upwards

Through the eyes of a happy girl lies guilt and destruction.

There are only two profound ways to reach enlightenment: Laugh by yourself, or get tickled.

I’ve memorized the best angles in the bathroom mirror from which to see how badly I’ve disintegrated. I truly do go from sixty to zero.

I know what it's like to sleep in fear, to starve myself to be worthy, to be ashamed of my voice, to want to sleep forever. To question why I deserve to live.

In the end, it was the secrets that held me hostage and fuelled my depression, but, once released, emancipation - from fear, shame, guilt and judgement - was finally possible.

Household objects lost meaning. A bedside clock became a hunk of molded plastic, telling something called time, in a world marking its passage for some reason.

I name you today, heart fears. I am small, but you are smaller. You will not stop me. You have a voice, fears, and I must listen, but then I will open my heart. I will love you right to death.

Those who nurse secrets, nurse a chaotic world of amplified silence.

Sometimes you have to cross the boundaries of Death in order to discover the meaning of Life.

I've had a lot of therapists, so I've had the opportunity to approach my fear in many different ways. I've faced it head on and sideways and tried to tiptoe up behind it.

The most amazing thing is that all my sorrows, all of my darkest moments, are becoming my gifts.

She had a sense of herself being brain dead: running on tubes and machines.

The shadow is dark and the woods are cold, but they are not endless. No matter how lost you are now, you are not lost forever. You are findable.Love just keeps on looking. Love is forever tries.

In our circle, stress was a valuable status marker: I stress, therefore I am.

They used to tell me if you’re depressed anyway, why not be depressed and take a walk instead of being depressed and staying in bed? If it makes no difference, why not get up and go out?

When you're depressed you retreat and you go into a smaller world. This is why Brighton worked well for the story, because it's a smaller world than London.