Quotes About Overwhelmed

He leans in and closes his eyes. ¨Most of all, i hate you because i think of you. Often. Its disgusting, and I cant stop.¨ I am Shocked into silence.

It was enough to make her want to sit down on the ground and cry. It was too much. But there was no one else, so it couldn't be too much. It had to be exactly enough. It had to be what she could handle, and she had to handle it

That was how she felt, right then. As if there was too much of her, as if her skin was tight with muchness. She felt ripe to bursting.

It seems hopeless to fight something so vast. It seems ridiculous to believe we can win.

He leans in and closes his eyes. ¨Most of all, i hate you because i think of you. Often. Its disgusting, and I cant stop.¨ I am Shocked into silence." page 307

By the time dad died, the junk was so piled up that there were tunnels instead of rooms.

I am in over my head. I am drowning.

I am not okay. I am not okay. I am not okay.

I'm so tired. So tired. Of being powerless.

Everything stops. No air is in my lungs. There is a pain in my chest as though my heart cannot bear. As though something inside me is cracking. As though I am going to come apart.

She'd had a bad day in a bad month in a worse year and was exhausted by the idea of getting hassled.

Her head was throbbing. The events of the last twenty-four hours were too much. She wanted to curl up in a dark hole and maybe engage in some screaming therapy.

Lo odio più di chiunque altro. Lo odio talmente tanto che qualche volta, quando lo guardo, mi manca il respiro.

Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I can't stop.

I'm having a nervous breakdown, she thought with relief. I'm about to lose my mind, and that's just as well, because this cannot possibly be fixed. It is simply not fixable.

Her brain couldn't seem to catch up with the news.

it got so heavy she had to turn up the radio and put the wipers on fast, panicky mode.

It is just that there is no time to feel things any more.

Think of your worst pre-match nerves. Except there's no match. It's just Tuesday morning. That's how it feels to be me.

she couldn't seem to wrestle control of her feelings. She cried and cried.

I'm getting really tired of bleeding. Someone stop the world, I want to get off.

Totisesti on olemassa hetkiä, jolloin elämä on meille liian suurta, jolloin kaikki tyynni on liitossa meitä vastaan pettääkseen ja tuhotakseen toiveemme; silloin ihminen on kuin kulkija, joka on metsässä kadottanut suuntamerkit tai joutunut maanalaiseen luolaan, missä törmää kivimuuriin, kääntyipä minne hyvänsä.

My aloneness had never bothered me; I hadn't even been aware of it. But now it overwhelmed me. The awareness washed over me with painful sharpness and deep grief. Now that I had company.

want to get away from these two, now. Their energy is so toxic, I'm virtually choking on it. And I've had enough of this guy continuously banging on my phone screen with his big meaty finger.