Quotes About Mental health

I could never give it a name, my condition. I would have said, "I'm depressed," if that had felt sufficient. But I felt more than depressed. I felt that I was depression. A swallowed woman.

And wishes, truly wishes, that she could say the same herself. Because hurting herself would be so much easier.

I wonder if you don't have somebody in your life that just the very thought of that person makes you feel better. It would be wonderful if you could take a minute, at least a minute every day, to think of such a person. Just think. Just be quiet and think. It would make all the difference in the world.

Well, therapy was cheap and easy if you didn't mind walking it in the snow to poop.

This was not how Carpenter expected this conversation to go. "You're insane," he said decisively. "So insane." Dane appeared unfazed. "We've covered that. Bipolar depression, anxiety—you've

The yoga mat is a good place to turn when talk therapy and antidepressants aren't enough.

I know that if I were mad, after several days of confinement I should take advantage of any lapses in my madness to murder anyone, preferably a doctor, who came near me. At least this would permit me, like the violent, to be confined in solitary. Perhaps they'd leave me alone.

The more you worry, the more you throw off the delicate balance of hormones required for health.

I see a Reiki healer from time to time. She sits on my bed, and I lie in her lap. She puts her hands on me for about 45 minutes, and she reads my energy. Whenever I'm having a hard time, I call her. I also go to weekly therapy, and that has been invaluable. Also, getting on medication for my 'neural atypicalities,' I guess we might call them.

I probably get one or two days off every five or six weeks.

I actually did go through severe depression and anxiety attacks where I couldn't sleep for weeks. It was definitely several months of being not myself.

Two things I do for maintenance: I get a manicure once a month, and I see my therapist about every six weeks. I am happy to report that, at this point, my nails crack more often than I do.

I remember, after my first postpartum depression, I didn't know what had happened to me. I was stuck in this gray depression where I just wanted to retreat and pull the covers over my head and weep. My mother and I, we went to a psychiatrist, and he just patted me on the head and told me I had baby blues, which was not helpful, obviously.

I always say you shouldn't weigh yourself. I don't even have a set of scales in my house.

When my face starts to feel chubby, I know there is an issue with my weight.

I want to be a voice for that: just because I've lost weight doesn't mean that I'm happy and content with my body. Because of the media, and because of what I feel I should look like, it's always going to be a battle in my head.

I didn't get into fitness until my late twenties. I had put on a lot of weight; I was quite chubby and feeling really depressed. But exercise helped everything - the body and the mind.

If you are thinking every day, 'I have to get to the gym' and 'I have to lose this weight,' and that's all you think about and you obsess over it, it's not healthy.

I didn't think I was fat. I just thought I didn't need to gain any weight. But I would drop weight and then I would be comfortable with that number. Then I would lose more weight and that would become my new number.

Even if I'm hormonal and I feel like I've got a couple pounds of water weight, I will never starve myself, I will never, ever go on a diet.

My weight is something that people seem to talk about a lot.

Many of depression's symptoms - exhaustion, insomnia, nausea, headaches, weight loss, weight gain - are physical ailments.

There's a huge emotional component to weight loss.

When I first became known in public I was sent off to bootcamps. I was thrown into all this madness of weight loss and weight gain.