Depression Mental Illness Quotes

“I have to keep reminding myself -- this is not me. It is chemistry. It is biology. It is not who I am.”
― David Levithan, Every Day

“Guilt was a thorny carpet
Laid on the ground I walked on.
Repent and redeem,
No vile soul feels a disesteem.
Whispers filling my head,
Too loud to ignore,
Pills upon pills I swallowed them all,
For a brief stolen moment,
I dove into an ocean of a blissfully quiet oblivion.
A hollow elm,
A wingless butterfly,
A shadow of what was once I.”
― Khadidja Megaache, Lurking Shadow

“Your sister tells you
You're stinky as hell
Because you don't shower
Your mom tells you
You're only good
Being a disappointment
Your brother thinks
You're only gloomy
Because you don't care
They don't know
It takes forever to heal,
Sometimes,
When the wound is deep
It takes you forever to get up,
Forever to walk,
Forever plus one to decide
If it's worth it if you eat,
And what to eat
And how to pick the dishes
From the kitchen's cabinet,
And that it takes a strength
Of walking a marathon
To wash them right after
They don't know
You stopped being you
You stopped looking in a mirror
That doesn't recognize you
To search for a reflection
The physics laws have no
Dominance when it's your brain
That's shut down
Fragments of reality getting
Forgotten in a dense black hole
In your neurons
Because for you,
Time has frozen,
And it's the only physics law
That works
For you
All of them don't know
That a corpse doesn’t shower
A corpse doesn't hear her mom's tears
A corpse doesn't care
A corpse is living in darkness
Because she's buried since a long
Long time
A corpse ceases to exist
It just is
And everyone knows it just is,
It's just there
Even
If it's a breathing one”
― Nesrine BENAHMED, Metanoia: Different shades of life

“Depression is a heavy burden, it causes cancer of the soul.”
― Dr. Reina Moo

“To see somebody give himself the middle finger is to see mental illness.”
― Scott Gordon, Head Fake

“I don't know if it was the flu or something else weighing me down. Depression? No, I wasn't exactly depressed. At least, I didn't think so. It's not like I was crying all the time, but I wasn't smiling either. I couldn't stand being around happy people, but I couldn't stand sad people, either. I didn't fit anywhere–not with the living, not with the grieving.”
― Sasha Harding