The horror of the Pit lay in the emergence from it, with the return of her will, her caring, and her feeling of the need for meaning before the return of meaning itself.
Joanne GreenbergTags: depression mental-illness
For this will cure him that is sick, and rouse him that is in dumps; one that has loved, it will remember of it; one that has not, it will instruct. For there was never any yet that wholly could escape love, and never shall there be any, never so long as beauty shall be, never so long as eyes can see. But help me that God to write the passions of others; and while I write, keep me in my own right wits.
LongusTags: love passion inspiration beauty god instruction depression sickness treatment sight muses
And then depression set in....
Bill MurrayTags: depression
If you live in the dark a long time and the sun comes out, you do not cross into it whistling. There's an initial uprush of relief at first, then-for me, anyway- a profound dislocation. My old assumptions about how the world works are buried, yet my new ones aren't yet operational.There's been a death of sorts, but without a few days in hell, no resurrection is possible.
Mary KarrTags: depression rebirth resurrection
I feel like I'm dropping such a long way down again." "I seem to be dropping into a cold dark wet place, where no one's been before and noone can every follow. There's no future there; just a past that sometimes fools you into thinking it's the future. It's the most alone place you can ever be and, when you go there, you not only cease to exist in real life, you also cease to exist in their consciousness and in their memories.
John MarsdenTags: depression
I pull my lower lip all the way in between my teeth. If I try hard enough, maybe I can gobble my whole self this way.... I didn't try hard enough to swallow myself.
Laurie Halse AndersonTags: depression high-school
People who keep stiff upper lips find that it's damn hard to smile.
Judith GuestTags: life smile emotions feelings depression ordinary-people judith-guest
I stuff my mouth with old fabric and scream until there are no sounds left under my skin.
Laurie Halse AndersonTags: school depression
I just want to sleep. A coma would be nice. Or amnesia. Anything, just to get rid of this, these thoughts, whispers in my mind. Did he rape my head, too?
Laurie Halse AndersonTags: rape depression
Depression on my left, Loneliness on my right. They don't need to show me thier badges. I know these guys very well.
Elizabeth GilbertTags: loneliness depression
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