Quotes About Overwhelmed

Lo malo de llorar cuando uno pica cebolla no es el simple hecho de llorar, sino que a veces uno empieza, como quien dice, se pica, y ya no puede parar.

Most of the time you're ass deep in alligators.

I could only handle a zillion problems at a time. A zillion and one was beyond me.

My world is falling apart.

I want to tell him that it's just a stupid car, but bits of me are scattered all over town; the graveyard, school, Cassie's room, the motel, and standing in from of the sink in my mother's kitchen. It takes too much energy to gather all the bits together, so I just sit there and watch him implode.

The merry-go-round is spinning too fast. I want to get off. I want to close my eyes, or just blink.

If I weren't so tired, I'd shove trust and issue down the garbage disposal and let it run all day.

Asininity was puddling all around me in quantities too vast to soak up. - It Looked Different on the Model

I've seen so much stuff that I had to purge 90 percent of my childhood memories from my brain in order to make room for passwords and PINs.

Very sad, very upset, very glad I did not have to hear about this though Twitter. Probably going to be taking some time off it for a while.

I get so sad that sad gets to be.So scared that all my feelings they up and leave me. I got so city girl on you. I go so crazy I don't know what to do.

Help!" he yelled and he lifted one leg, trying to run. But you can't outrun the membrane — he was soon gone.

Sometimes I smile so big, I get scared that my face is gonna explode.

There is a point when grief exceeds the human capacity to emote, and as a result one is strangely composed-

It was ridiculous, at times, how many tears one body could produce.

Her grief was a storm, a driving rain falling too fast to be absorbed

I am dizzy with infinity.

That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day.

I can't move. My mind's like a dance hall fire, a crowd of terrified voices all screaming instructions at once.

Outside an ambulance begins to scream as if overwhelmed by the suffering it must forever carry in its belly.

There are times, I don't know if they come to everyone, when I feel that the future is beyond my strength: too much horror to deal with and no help to turn to.

Sometimes there's so much to say that you don't know where to begin.

exhausted I just couldn't call Marla

The real trouble is that the pure Word of Jesus has been overlaid with so much human ballast—burdensome rules and regulations, false hopes and consolations—that it has become extremely difficult to make a genuine decision for Christ.