Depression is nourished by a lifetime of ungrieved and unforgiven hurts

Depression is nourished by a lifetime of ungrieved and unforgiven hurts

Depression is the inability to construct a future

Depression is the inability to construct a future

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.

Why do you stay in prisonwhen the door is so wide open?Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.Live in silence.

Why do you stay in prisonwhen the door is so wide open?Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.Live in silence.

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.

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

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

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.

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.