I would prefer to die than to be depressed for depression can hurt you every day and it'll last for a lifetime while on dying, you can only feel pain the moment you'll die.
You go to bed different... tossing and turning is the norm... you wake to a sunny day but clouds follow you wherever you go. You wonder if you are strong enough to climb out of the depression you are...
Remember if it's not happy then it's not the end so babe keep fighting, you'll win this war.
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.
What to do with life? Get out of bed, Derek. That's what you do. You get out of bed, and you get yourself a cup of fucking coffee. That's all you can do.
Bells ringing with no sound Laughter with no voice Happiness lost without being found Making love with no noise
It hurts when you realize you aren't as important to someone as you thought you were. Deep inside where nothing's fine, I've lost my mind.
... crazy world or maybe it's just the view we have of it, looking through a crack in the door, never being able to see the whole room, the whole picture.
I start to get the feeling that something is really wrong. Like all the drugs put together – the lithium, the Prozac, the desipramine, and Desyrel that I take to sleep at night – can no longer...
The sun stopped shining for me is all. The whole story is: I am sad. I am sad all the time and the sadness is so heavy that I can't get away from it. Not ever.
Poor friend and learned physician, my sensitive and gentle companion, instead of treating and curing the sick you yourself have fallen beneath the yoke of death, and now belong to death's kingdom. For...
I looked in the mirror and realized that I was already dead. I let you kill me one piece at a time, starting when I was, what? Eight years old? Nine? You killed yourself and then you came after us.
Macbeth: How does your patient, doctor?Doctor: Not so sick, my lord, as she is troubled with thick-coming fancies that keep her from rest.Macbeth: Cure her of that! Canst thou not minister to a mind...
Where would we be without our painful childhoods?
I learned to write nice as hell. Birds an' stuff like that, too; not just word writin'. My ol' man'll be sore when he sees me whip out a bird in one stroke. Pa's gonna be mad when he sees me do that....
There was a listlessness in his gait, as if he saw no reason for taking one step further, nor felt any desire to do so, but would have been glad, could he be glad of anything, to fling himself down at...
Acquainted with the NightI have been one acquainted with the night.I have walked out in rain-and back in rain.I have outwalked the furthest city light.I have looked down the saddest city lane.I have...
This mournful and restless sound was a fit accompaniment to my meditations.
Even extreme grief may ultimately ventitself in violence--but more generally takes the form of apathy
It was not really alarming at first, since the change was subtle, but I did notice that my surroundings took on a different tone at certain times: the shadows of nightfall seemed more somber, my...
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...
A phenomenon that a number of people have noted while in deep depression is the sense of being accompanied by a second self - a wraithlike observer who, not sharing the dementia of his double, is able...
Time had not faded my memories {as I had prayed to God it might}, nor had it healed my wounds as it is said always to do. I began each day with the hope that the next day would be better, my...
I moved in front of the medicine cabinet. If I looked in the mirror while I did it, it would be like watching somebody else, in a book or a play.
I knew I should be grateful to Mrs Guinea, only I couldn't feel a thing. If Mrs Guinea had given me a ticket to Europe, or a round-the-world cruise, it wouldn't have made one scrap of difference to...
Not easy to state the change you made.If I'm alive now, I was dead,Though, like a stone, unbothered by it.
There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room.
I am terrified by this dark thingThat sleeps in me;All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,...
Bodily haste and exertion usually leave our thoughts very much at the mercy of our feelings and imagination.
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
It isn't even good grammar. What the hell does it mean when they disappear somebody?
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Havermeyer was a lead bombardier who never missed. Yossarian was a lead bombardier who had been...
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...