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.

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.

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.

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.

If you are cold, tea will warm you; If you are too heated, it will cool you; If you are read more

If you are cold, tea will warm you; If you are too heated, it will cool you; If you are depressed, it will cheer you; If you are excited, it will calm you.

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.

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