Depression Quotes, Sayings about being depressed
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.
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.
Depression took me away from all of you. I don’t know how to get back.
I can fall into a depression just to experience something new.
I’m what you call a Depression sailor.
Don’t spend your life being depressed by it. As long as you’re alive you should be thankful. There are so many people that have it worse than you, don’t spend your life being ignorant to that.
If I feel depressed, I go to work. Work is always an antidote to depression.
I think if there’s a great depression there might be some hope.
I’m happy outside, but on the inside I’m dying.
Concern should drive us into action and not into depression.
Depression is like feeling numb all the time. You’re smiling but it cannot hide the pain. Your whole body feels like a zombie. Too tired but you’re doing your best to survive. It feels like you’re stopping the rain from falling. You want to be dead but afraid to die. Having a lots of hopes and thinking you’re still hopeless.
Being loved but still feels like being alone. A lots of people you know can help you but you don’t have the courage to ask them because you feel like they don’t understand you. It’s like being happy then being sad at the same time.
You can’t understand yourself. You just want to escape from that pain you don’t even know where it from. It’s like everyday is a new life and a new battle you need to survive. A lot of things you want to say but you can’t. It’s like fighting yourself.
She paints a pretty picture but the story has a twist her paint brush is a razor and her canvass is her wrist.
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 depressed and angry, a friend would always cheer you up and brighten up your mind.
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.
Grief is depression in proportion to circumstance; depression is grief out of proportion to circumstance.
– Andrew Solomon
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.
The happiest people usually have the saddest past.
“I’m fine” is always better than answering a hundreds of question. It is easier than explaining and remembering things you have been trying to forget.
I’m always depressed. Coming home from school not wanting to do anything. Eating less, talking less. I went from a happy 5 years old to a teenager who doesn’t care if shes dead or not. My dad died when I was 5. After he died I faked smiles & laughs.
Depression is like sinking. Everyone around you is still breathing while you’re struggling. Only few will say something & the other half will walk away.
Depression is being mentally scared for the rest of the life. Because wounds eventually scar and leave a mark.
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.
Depression will never go away, even when you think it’s gone it comes right back. You’ll have the best day of your life and then depression comes back and you’ll never be happy!! I don’t want to keep crying myself to sleep I want to be happy but depression will never let you!
Depression is horrible. Every night you go to sleep, you wish that you never wake up. But when you do wake up, you are disappointed because you know that you just have to experience the horrid and intense feeling of sadness, worthlessness, self-consciousness and hopelessness all over again. It’s like you’re stuck in a nightmare that you can’t wake up from. Nobody knows what a depressed person is going through unless they have experienced such a deep depression themselves. It’s not fun to have it at all. People think your depression can be cured by therapy and medication, but guess what. When you’re depression is as bad as mine, that stuff doesn’t work. And when the time is near, one will do anything to free himself from being stuck in such a position.
Never look at yourself in the mirror while crying. This will cause self-pity and will make situation worse.
Depression is indescribable but I will try to explain it in my case. I feel like I’m on fire and drowning at the same time. I can’t breathe. I can’t to normal things and enjoy them. And when I’m happy I don’t feel comfortable, because I’m not used to it. Depression even feels good sometimes. I don’t know if the person I see in the mirror is me, but its the only person I have.