Quotes About Overwhelmed

Haymitch? Not able to face something? Wanted a day off, more likely," I say. "I think his actual words were 'I couldn't face it without a bottle,' " says Plutarch.

People keep talking at me, talking, talking, talking

Because sometimes things happen to people and they're not equipped to deal with them. Like me, for instance. Right now.

everybody is slapping me on the back and cheering and congratulating me. But it doesn't seem real. "There must be a mistake. How . . . how could

He slumps back in his chair, distraught.

That's how I feel now, trying to remember how to breathe, unable to speak, totally stunned as the name bounces around the inside of my skull.

Because sometimes things happen to people and they're not equipped to deal with them.

After all, I'm only human. I can only take so much emotional fallout before I crack.

Sometimes when you're overwhelmed by a situation - when you're in the darkest of darkness - that's when your priorities are reordered.

I'm somewhat overwhelmed by the microblogging that takes place in China, and the smartphones and all the people that want to take pictures of myself and my family.

I'm calling from my car, I'm sorry, I'm like running around like crazy.

I don't know if it's irrational, and I would never say this before, but I think I'm a little bit agoraphobic when I'm in huge crowds of people. I mean, it's claustrophobic, probably - small spaces and large groups of people, anxiety rises for me.

I can go to festivals and open spaces, but if I'm in a crammed room with a bunch of people - oh my God.

I think my character's getting to the point where he can't even eat spaghetti with red sauce anymore, where he has horrible nightmares, he can't sleep anymore.

When I saw him, I fell at his feet as though dead. Then he placed his right hand on me and said: "Do not be afraid. I am the First and the Last.

I need little peace now, i cant handle the situations.

I was feeling a bit overwhelmed earlier. Thinking - what if it doesn't work out this time... again. And then I remembered my rebound rate is pretty damn good. It's my super power.

I grab the nearest lamppost when my knees threaten to give out, panting for breath as the words rip through me

Geoffrey's own heart felt inconveniently large just then.

I shouldn't be here," I appeal to the captain, wondering if I've told him this before. "I have midterms and papers due and dirty clothes I never picked up from my bedroom floor, and I have friends, lots of friends.

It wasn't my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.

Now something so sad has hold of us that the breath leaves and we can't even cry.

Sometimes I get too exhausted to even feel bad

It wasn't my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.