Quotes About Mental health

The pianist Glenn Gould once proposed a mathematical formula for this cycle, telling a journalist: "I've always had a sort of intuition that for every hour you spend with other human beings you need X number of hours alone. Now what that X represents I don't really know . . . but it's a substantial ratio.

for every hour you spend with other human beings you need X number of hours alone.37 Now what that X represents I don't really know … but it's a substantial ratio.

Anthony Storr helped correct this omission with his seminal book, Solitude: A Return to the Self.

Imagine, he said, that you enter a large, somewhat crumbling hall that echoes with the sounds of people mumbling and talking repetitively to themselves. All around you these people fall into prostrate positions, some of them weeping. Where are you? Sara's answer was immediate: in an asylum. Perhaps, Kreizler answered, but you could also be in a church. In the one place the behavior would be considered mad; in the other, not only sane, but as respectable as any human activity can be.

The hateful relationship between Japheth Dury and his mother must, we reasoned, have spilled over into self-hatred, as well—for how could any boy despised by his mother fail to question his own worth?

The real problem with his type of OCD--chronic fear of hurting other people--was that you thought so much about not running over children, not sideswiping pedestrians, not poisoning strangers with germs on your hands--essentially not killing a world full of strangers--that you ended up hurting the people you loved most. He saw that now.

It used to be she didn't get dressed a lot of days. Now she comes out of her room most mornings dressed like she's ready to go. She still doesn't go anywhere, but the important part is, she could.

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Sleeplessness creates a vicious negative spiral with bipolar, causing sleeplessness and sleeplessness contributing to bipolar. Sleep management is important in trying to hinder the progression of bipolar disorder.

On Prozac, Sisyphus might well push the boulder back up the mountain with more enthusiasm and creativity. I do not want to deny the benefits of psychoactive medication. I just want to point out that Sisyphus is not a patient with a mental health problem. To see him as a patient with a mental health problem is to ignore certain larger aspects of his predicament connected to boulders, mountains, and eternity.

What makes our contemporary neurobiological concepts different is the extent to which they have been promoted by pharmaceutical marketers. You are not shy; you have social anxiety disorder. You are not absentminded, dreamy, or fidgety; you have ADHD. You are not moody; you are bipolar. Each diagnosis comes with a prescription. Your need for medication becomes part of your identity.

Si empatizamos con los misterios de la persona enferma, la locura también revela su sistema, y reconocemos en la enfermedad mental simplemente una reacción excepcional a problemas emocionales que no nos son ajenos.

Show me a sane man and I will cure him for you.

He wondered if something was mentally wrong with him for being content with what he had

Depression is like a woman in black. If she turns up, don't shoo her away. Invite her in, offer her a seat, treat her like a guest and listen to what she wants to say.

As a consequence there are many people who become neurotic because they are only normal, as there are people who are neurotic because they cannot become normal. For the former the very thought that you want to educate them to normality is a nightmare; their deepest need is really to be able to lead "abnormal" lives.

In the original form of the word, to worry someone else was to harass, strangle, or choke them. Likewise, to worry oneself is a form of self-harassment. To give it less of a role in our lives, we must understand what it really it is.

I know. So, I was angry with you. I didn't know why. I was angry with the world. I did know why. I hated all my therapists for being useless. I was this little ball of self-destructive fury, and none of them could do anything but tell me that I was a little ball of self-destructive fury. [...] I knew I was angry. Tell me what to do with that anger, please.

It's an act of bravery to feel your feelings, even if your feelings are telling you to die.

unlock hidden memories. Some trauma is just too much for the conscious mind to handle and you have to go in through a back door to access it. So I reluctantly submitted to a few sessions. It wasn't what I thought it would be. No swinging amulet, no metronome. It was more like those guided imagery exercises they'd sometimes have us do at camp.

Al contemplar las pastillas, parece muy fácil. Algo que podría hacer sin mayores problemas. Ahora mismo. Ingerir unas pastillas. Saltar de un paso elevado. Utilizar la pistola cargada de alguien. No deseas morir, me recuerdo. Pero si lo desearas, responde una vocecilla, imagina lo sencillo que sería…

He talks about despair, how it thrives in silence.

Firefly, it is an act of bravery to feel your feelings. Oh, Meg would've loved that. It's an act of bravery to feel your feelings, even if your feelings are telling you to die.

Either a large man with very quick reflexes and a deadly sword hat indeed, invaded her home. Or she needed intense psychotherapy.