Depression Quotes, Sayings about being depressed
She paints a pretty picture but the story has a twist her paint brush is a razor and her canvass is her wrist.
Who will fix me now
Tell me what I’ve done
Save me from myself
Don’t let me drown
Who will make me fight?
Drag me out alive
Save me from myself
Don’t let me drown.
Depression is being mentally scared for the rest of the life. Because wounds eventually scar and leave a mark.
Depression is hard to explain. It’s like a growth, hollowing out your heart. The heart that once loved, that once had passion for laughing, emotions in general, activities, etc. It numbs you. It numbs your actions, like freezing you in water. To the point where you feel exhausted, unable to move, think, or act. I once told a person that depression is like being in a glass box sinking in quicksand. Slowly. You can see through it to others looking at you, but to them, they see a face or a facade of the person you hide behind. And what scares them the most is that they try screaming, but they can’t because it feels useless. It’s more than you know.
Depression took me away from all of you. I don’t know how to get back.
Depression is not just being sad, or scared. It’s much more. Depression is feeling worthless, being betrayed. Feeling that betrayal all the time. Not reaching out or being acknowledged. Giving scars when you feel no one’s your friend. Depression can not be cured with cuddles or being told “It’s going to be okay” because it is not going to be okay. Look deep and- wait, why am I telling you? You won’t even understand.
This country is free, and so are we; but don’t let this shit fool you. Inside most of us are just faking our happiness for the pity of others. Inside, we are breaking. I feel as if I’m locked in a cage, breaking, no way to escape. Nobody notices my shadow behind me, growing larger and larger each day. But I know if I say anything. They won’t understand.
It lingers in the back of your head and the deepest pit in your heart, even though you don’t realize, but somehow, you know it’s always there.
I’m depressed. But I don’t want sympathy from you.
Yeah. She’s smiling. But don’t let that fool you. Look in her eyes. She’s breaking inside.
I guess I don’t really remember when my depression set in but I do remember when it started getting hard to smile.
Depression cannot be explained easily, people who don’t have it think it’s just sadness and tears but people who suffer from it know the whole story, life begins to feel too long, people tend to do things like smoking, drugs and drinking to try and make the numb, helpless feeling go away.
It’s the feeling where you want to tell someone how you feel but the fear of being judged and then regretting telling someone straight away.
It’s the feeling of guilt, worthlessness and the feeling that your dead inside but still living.
It controls your mind and destroys the person you are, it’s not something you can “Just get over”, you end up being your worst enemy.
When you see me laugh just know that I’m hiding behind a million tears that my will never let spill over.
I’m the type of person that can have tears streaming down my face and insist that I’m “fine”.
Depression is like being born with a broken heart, that is impossible to piece back together. But you keep trying for the sake of others.
Depression is different for every person. It’s a disease that you can’t get rid of. It’s staring at the ceiling at 4:00 in the morning with your eyes burning not even trying to find motivation to close them. It’s you trying to go threw everyday trying so hard not to cry every time you’re reminded of that one thing that made you hurt so much.
“I’m just tired” I answered.
Yeah tired of life, disappointment, feeling like I’m not worth your time or anyone’s else. But I’m just tired of life. I thought silently.
Please don’t ask me what’s wrong because I don’t know the answer either.
All it takes is a beautiful smile to hide an injured soul and they will never notice how broken you really are.
People say that it’s normal for adults and teens to have depression and they think its just sadness or crying all the time, but its not that at all it’s waking up everyday and wondering to yourself who am I why am I even here; what is even my goal in life and not knowing who you are. I have it for years and I don’t know my own strength or who I am anymore. I have no emotion just numbness in my heart and I don’t know what to do anymore. It feels like nobody can help.
I’m happy outside, but on the inside I’m dying.
Depression is being extremely fatigued, being in bed for 1&1/2 years and being sick and brain fogged for ten years because you have a liver disease that costs too much to get the cure. No one cares. You are thrown away and told you aren’t worth the money.
What doesn’t kill you makes you wish you were dead.
What doesn’t destroy you leaves you broken instead
Would you like to know how I feel?
Have you ever had a nightmare in which you’re so scared that you try and scream so loud for someone to save you, but not a sound comes out of your lips?
That’s how I feel everyday, all day.
I need a huge non-judgmental, sincere, no strings attached, no questions asked, from someone, anyone. Hug !! But I don’t want to ask for it, but I’m praying so hard that you will do it on your own.
The only thing more exhausting than being depressed is pretending that you’re not.