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.

The term clinical depression finds its way into too many conversations these days. One has a sense that a catastrophe read more

The term clinical depression finds its way into too many conversations these days. One has a sense that a catastrophe has occurred in the psychic landscape.

The best cure for worry, depression, melancholy, brooding, is to go deliberately forth and try to lift with one's sympathy read more

The best cure for worry, depression, melancholy, brooding, is to go deliberately forth and try to lift with one's sympathy the gloom of somebody else.

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

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

Depression moods lead, almost invariably, to accidents. But, when they occur, our mood changes again, since the accident shows we read more

Depression moods lead, almost invariably, to accidents. But, when they occur, our mood changes again, since the accident shows we can draw the world in our wake, and that we still retain some degree of power even when our spirits are low. A series of accidents creates a positively light-hearted state, out of consideration for this strange power.

Depression is the inability to construct a future

Depression is the inability to construct a future

Depression is nourished by a lifetime of ungrieved and unforgiven hurts

Depression is nourished by a lifetime of ungrieved and unforgiven hurts

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.

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.