Depression Quotes, Sayings about being depressed
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.
Depression is like being lost at sea, there is nothing in sight yet you still keep swimming not to live but to survive, forever swimming looking for some one, some thing to hold on too, you finally reach an island in sight just as the sun arises you awake and it is a new day and you find yourself swimming yet again forever searching for that something burdened by the brief moment of false happiness of having found that something, someone, to hold on to, to save you of your forever search called life.
Your pupils dilate as the room fills with darkness, searching for light, just as your soul dilates as your body fills with a dark emptiness in search of a light within, a reason, searching for the hole that your happiness bled from the skin you inhabit in the hopes you can patch that hole so you can slowly fill once again with internal light we call happiness, consciousness, hope, but most of all life.
Everyone is depressed, some are just better at hiding it than others.
Depression is feeling dead but not being able to die.
Laying in your bed and closing your eyes can be a perilous thing. Your mind is running, and circumstance that you don’t want to recall appear. You try to fall asleep, but the thoughts abstain you from sleeping. It’s like having a ringing noise resonate through your entire mind. You want to shut it off, but you can’t. Now you are just laying there with no hope in mind.