Quotes About Depression

is too late for that. I shall never be better than I am. I shall sink lower, and be worse.

Addiction, self-sabotage, procrastination, laziness, rage, chronic fatigue, and depression are all ways that we withhold our full participation in the program of life we are offered. When the conscious mind cannot find a reason to say no, the unconscious says no in its own way.

The procrastination, the laziness, the halfhearted attempts, the going through the motions—all indicate that the old story isn't motivating you anymore. What once made sense, makes sense no longer. You are beginning to withdraw from that world. Society does its best to persuade you to resist that withdrawal, which, when resisted, is called depression.

When I am anxious it is because I am living in the future. When I am depressed it is because I am living in the past.

O isolamento em companhia de uma pessoa era mais opressivo que a solidão completa.

To all whom the cloud of depression has not yet lifted, there is hope. Let's walk together through these pages on a journey that brings great rewards. May you sense a new direction and peace.

These are days of special perplexity and depression, and the path of public duty is unusually rugged.

rationality can easily unveil the futility of life and lead to depression—as the stereotype of the extremely smart, but world-weary, educated man (often portrayed as a detective, philosopher, or doctor) suggests. As such, the rational worldview has its limits.

Me costó superar el trance. Deprimida me aislé en casa a rumiar mi fracaso. Encima tuve que bregar con el enojo de Claudio por mi desnudez. Amigos suyos habían ido a las funciones. «Ellos vieron lo que solo debía ver yo», protestó. Estaba tan abatida que no tuve arrestos para enfrentar su machismo, su posesividad, su ego herido o lo que fuera.

When you're in the middle of your depression, pay good attention to it, because, tended carefully, you never know where it might lead you.

Your positive thinker may do well in suburbia but I'd rather be with a lucid depressive in the Arctic, where survival depends on precision and not fooling yourself about your chances on the ice.

The wordlessness of depression is a galling experience. You can't phone your friends, writing an e-mail is beyond you, you can't put pen to paper. The disease is a crash course in meaninglessness, lack of structure, the collapse of form.

Every day lasts a year. I never enjoy anything. And every morning when I wake up I dread having to face the world again.

The past is the past it cannot do anything for you in the present, all it's doing is depressing you stopping you from what you want to do now. The Bible says put the past in the sea of forgetfulness and move forward. The past brings you down not uplift you.

Thus we are forced into a difficult choice: anxiety or depression. If we move forward, as our soul insists, we may be flooded with anxiety. If we do not move forward, we will suffer the depression, the pressing down of the soul's purpose. In such a difficult choice one must choose anxiety, for anxiety is at least the path of personal growth; depression is a stagnation and defeat of life.

Anxiety is the price of the ticket to life: intrapsychic depression is the by-product of the refusal to climb aboard.

This archetypal drama is renewed every day, in every generation, in every institution, and in every decisive moment of personal life. Faced with such a choice, choose anxiety and ambiguity, for they are developmental, always, while depression is regressive. Anxiety is an elixir, and depression a sedative. The former keeps us on the edge of our life, and the latter in the sleep of childhood.

Thus we are forced into a difficult choice—anxiety and depression. If we move forward, as our soul insists, we ... In such difficult choice one must choose anxiety, for anxiety at least is a path of potential growth; depression is a stagnation and defeat of life.

By his monstrous way of life, he seemed to have put himself beyond the limits of reality. Nothing moved him or spoke to him from the real world unless he heard it in an echo of the infuriated cries within him. He could respond to no earthly or human appeal, dumb and insensible to the call of summer and gladness and companionship, wearied and dejected by his father's voice. He could scarcely recognize as his own thoughts, and repeated slowly to himself: - I am Stephen Dedalus

Terrible depressions she got too, her downers could last for days. Ye felt ye had to keep an eye on her. Sammy liked lying with the side of his face on her tits, snuggling in, her nipple poking him in the eye, soft, wrist between her legs, his hand cupping her hole, shielding it from danger, especially when she had come, needing to protect her and all that stuff.

Psychoneurotic anxiety and agitated depression coupled with an ideational personality produce a combination that is like being boiled alive.

drug and alcohol addiction are joined at the hip with clinical depression and psychoneurotic anxiety.

Many people do not understand that drug and alcohol addiction are joined at the hip with clinical depression and psychoneurotic anxiety. The combination of the two is devastating. An outsider has no comprehension of the misery that a clinically depressed person carries. The pain is like dealing with an infected gland. One touch and the entire system tries to shut down, because the next stop might be the garden of Gethsemane.

I could feel myself slipping inside that dark alcoholic envelope of depression and regret that for long periods had been characteristic of my adult life.