I start to feel like I can’t maintain the facade any longer, that I may just start to show through. read more

I start to feel like I can’t maintain the facade any longer, that I may just start to show through. And I wish I knew what was wrong. Maybe something about how stupid my whole life is. I don’t know. Why does the rest of the world put up with the hypocrisy, the need to put a happy face on sorrow, the need to keep on keeping on?... I don’t know the answer, I know only that I can’t. I don't want any more vicissitudes, I don't want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I’ve had it. I am so tired. I am twenty and I am already exhausted.

Such a little man could not have made so big a depression.

Such a little man could not have made so big a depression.

For me being depressed means you can spend all day in bed, and still not get a good night’s rest.

For me being depressed means you can spend all day in bed, and still not get a good night’s rest.

They say they don't know when but a day is gonna come. When there won't be a moon and there read more

They say they don't know when but a day is gonna come. When there won't be a moon and there won't be a sun. It will just go black. It will just go back to the way it was before.

You know it ain't easy For these thoughts here to leave meThere's no words to describe itIn French or in read more

You know it ain't easy For these thoughts here to leave meThere's no words to describe itIn French or in EnglishWell, diamonds they fadeAnd flowers they bloomAnd I'm telling youThese feelings won't go awayThey've been knockin' me sidewaysThey've been knockin' me out latelyWhenever you come around meThese feelings won't go away They've been knockin' me sidewaysI keep thinking in a moment thatTime will take them awayBut these feelings won't go away.

Depression is nourished by a lifetime of ungrieved and unforgiven hurts

Depression is nourished by a lifetime of ungrieved and unforgiven hurts

I drink to stay warm, and to kill selected memories...

I drink to stay warm, and to kill selected memories...

This is my depressed stance. When you're depressed, it makes a lot of difference how you stand. The worst thing read more

This is my depressed stance. When you're depressed, it makes a lot of difference how you stand. The worst thing you can do is straighten up and hold your head high because then you'll start to feel better. If you're going to get any joy out of being depressed, you've got to stand like this.

I cry a lot. My emotions are very close to my surface. I don't want to hold anything in so read more

I cry a lot. My emotions are very close to my surface. I don't want to hold anything in so it festers and turns into pus - a pustule of emotion that explodes into a festering cesspool of depression.