#depression

the intensity, glory, and absolute assuredness if my mind's flight made it very difficult for me to believe once i was better, that the illness was one i should willingly give up....moods are such an essential part of the substance of life, of one's notion of oneself, that even psychotic extremes in mood and behavior somehow can be seen as temporary, even understandable reactions to what life has dealt....even though the depressions that inevitably followed nearly cost me my life. ↗

— Kay Redfield Jamison

#mental-illness #life

I thought by masking the depression with silence, the feelings might disappear. ↗

— Sharon E. Rainey

#feelings #mask #life

I yearn to make these scars disappear And to forget about the past. To throw away all of my fears And to be happy at last. ↗

— Atarah L. Poling

#poetry #poetry-life #poetry-quotes #life

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 remember how much it meant to you, and now you just tag it for a quarter and watch 'em carry it off, and you don't care. That's more like how it was. ↗

— Jane Smiley

#depression #life

They say that depression makes you see everything in a negative light. I disagree. It makes you see things for what they are. It makes you take off the fucking rose-tinted glasses and look around and see the world as it really is- cruel, harsh and unfair. It makes you see people in their true colours- stupid, shallow and self-absorbed. All that ridiculous optimism, all that carpe diem and life-is-what-you-make-of-it. Words, jsut empty words in an attempt to give meaning to an existence taht is both doomed and futile. ↗

— Tabitha Suzuma

#life

If they'd been dogs, they would have all been in the yard eating grass and trying to yak up whatever was making them feel so lousy. Not a bone gnawed, not a ball chased-all tails went unwagged. Oh, life is a fast cat, a short leash, a flea in that place where you just can't scratch. ↗

— Christopher Moore

#life

But I saw the pain and sadness in everything, and swirled it round my mouth like a fine wine. ↗

— Emma Forrest

#life #pain #sorrow #life

here's the sick, twisted thing: part of me thinks i deserve this. that maybe if i wasn't such an asshole, issac would have been real. if i wasn't such a lame excuse for a person, something right might happen to me. it's not fair, because i didn't ask for dad to leave, and i didn't ask to be depressed, and i didn't ask for us to have no money, and i didn't ask to want to fuck boys, and i didn't ask to be so stupid, and i didn't ask to have no real friends, and i didn't ask to have half the shit that comes out of my mouth come out of my mouth. all i wanted was one fucking break, one idiotic good thing, that was clearly too much to ask for, too much to want. ↗

— John Green

#life #will-grayson #life

Sometimes I think I won't ever feel safe until I can count my last days on one hand. Three more days to get through until I don't have to worry about life anymore. ↗

— Gillian Flynn

#life

I speak gibberish to the civilized world and it replies in kind. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

#depression #life #philosophy #life