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Depression Quotes

“Preferably, I’d like to die a painless death, and how many times have I thought of it… but because it saddens the people around me, I was not able to say it. But that, too, is a lie. If I were given a chance, I would love to live. I do not want to be separated from my loving family. (From Dare ga Otome Game da to Itta! / Who Said This Was an Otome Game! / 誰が乙女ゲームだといった！)”

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Author:Narayama Bakufu
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“Silenced by the world, I stand alone, My voice unheard, my thoughts unknown. The pain inside, it cuts so deep, A wound that's raw, that cannot sleep. The silence is the most painful part, It tears at me, it breaks my heart. I scream inside, but no one hears, I'm lost in darkness, consumed by fears. The world moves on, but I stand still, A prisoner of my own free will. I long to speak, to make a sound, But silence reigns, and I am bound. The pain is real, it's all I know, A never-ending, endless woe, I can't speak, I can't fight. It's painfully poetic how this heart has been silenced.”

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Author:Leju Thomas
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“When anxious subjects are shown happy, neutral and angry faces on a computer screen, their attention is drawn to the angry faces signaling a potential threat Conversely, good moods broaden attention and make people inclined to seek out information and novelty. In one study, participants in good moods sought more variety when choosing among packaged foods, such as crackers, soup, and snacks. Moods have the power to influence behavior because they have such wide purchase on the body and mind. They affect what we notice, our levels of alertness and energy, and what goals we choose.”

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Book:The Depths: The Evolutionary Origins of the Depression Epidemic
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“I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning. If this gets any worse, I might have to go back to the doctor. It’s getting that bad again.”

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Book:The Perks of Being a Wallflower
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“Our current cultural ethos is that achieving happiness is like achieving other goals. If we simply work hard at it, we can master happiness, just as we can figure out how to use new computer software, play the piano or learn Spanish. However, if the goal of becoming happier is different from these other goals, efforts devoted to augmenting happiness may backfire, disappointing -and potentially depressing- us because we can't achieve our expected goal.”

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Book:The Depths: The Evolutionary Origins of the Depression Epidemic
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“Our species is diurnal, and the best chance of finding sustenance and other rewards was in the light phase (think about the challenge of identifying edible berries or stalking a mammoth). Consequently, we are configured to be more alert during the day than at night. Consistent with the link between light and mood, some clinically serious low mood is triggered by the seasonal change of shorter daylight hours. The onset of seasonal affective disorder, a subtype of mood disorder, is usually in winter.”

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Book:The Depths: The Evolutionary Origins of the Depression Epidemic
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“Fantasizing about a world without low mood is a vain exercise. Low moods have existed in some form across human cultures for many thousands of years. One way to appreciate why these states have enduring value is to ponder what would happen if we had no capacity for them. Just as animals with no capacity for anxiety were gobbled up by predators long ago, without the capacity for sadness, we and other animals would probably commit rash acts and repeat costly mistakes. Physical pain teaches a child to avoid hot burners; psychic pain teaches us to navigate life's rocky shoals with due caution.”

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Book:The Depths: The Evolutionary Origins of the Depression Epidemic
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“Are you Afraid of Sadness?" In an old interview with a famous and talented Iraqi actress, the interviewer asked her: “Why are you afraid of sadness?” The actress responded: “I am afraid of it because it quickly takes you to a place from which you can never return.” And exactly as she was answering, an insightful viewer could notice a sadness on her face indicating that the famous and talented actress herself wasn’t really present in the interview for sadness had long taken her with no return… [Original poem published in Arabic on November 19, 2023 at ahewar.org]”

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Author:Louis Yako
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“Depression’s defining symptom is anhedonia, the inability to feel, anticipate, or pursue pleasure. Chronic stress depletes the mesolimbic system of dopamine, generating anhedonia. The link between childhood adversity and adult depression involves both organizational effects on the developing mesolimbic system and elevated adult glucocorticoid levels, which can deplete dopamine.”

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Book:Behave: The Biology of Humans at Our Best and Worst
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“I am a ghost town, my body still exists among the remnants and relics, but no one lives here anymore. The locals moved out with the post office. The shelves at the corner store stand as tombstones marking the prices of items that once waited for hands to toss them in their basket. Spiders and the remains of their kills fill the fluorescent lights. The crows don’t even stop on the wires when they fly over.”

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Book:Survived By: A Memoir in Verse + Other Poems
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“I can't have it and you can't have it and we won't get it so don't bet on it or even think about it just get out of bed each morning wash shave clothe yourself and go out into it because outside of that all that's left is suicide and madness so you just can't expect too much you can't even expect so what you do is work from a modest minimal base like when you walk outside be glad your car might possibly be there and if it is- that the tires aren't flat then you get in and if it starts—you start. and it's the damndest movie you've ever seen because you're in it— low budget and 4 billion critics and the longest run you ever hope for is one day.”

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Author:Charles Bukowski
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“we had the goldfish and they went around and around in the bowl on the table near the purple drapes across our front picture window and my mother, poor fish, always smiling, wanting to appear happy, she always told me, "be happy, Henry," and she was right: it's better to be happy if you can be but my father beat her two or three times a week while raging through his 6 foot two frame because he couldn't defeat what was attacking him. my mother, poor fish, poor goldfish, poor nothing fish, wanting to be happy, being beaten two or three times a week and telling me to be happy: "Henry, smile! why don't you smile? and then, she always did to show me how, and it was the saddest smile I ever saw upon the earth, like hell and hell and hell and hell, and nothing else one day all the goldfish died, all five of them, they floated on top of the water, on their sides, the eye on each top side still open, and when my father got home he threw them to the cat there on the kitchen floor and we watched as my mother smiled”

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Author:Charles Bukowski
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“There are times when I feel trapped. Nothing is wrong; nothing has happened; everything is OK; nevertheless, all of a sudden, I feel as though I cannot continue. I occasionally have excitement, but it soon fades. Sherifa finally spoke, expressing her emotions. "I know I'm not by myself, I won't hurt myself, and I know I have friends who care about me, but sometimes I just can't!" Sherifa carried on with her confession. "That's OK, we don't always understand why we experience particular feelings, but it's normal to feel that way. In response, Robbie encircled her in her arms. "To feel this way is not acceptable... I feel out of the ordinary and burdensome. Sherifa gave a reply. “You're not a burden, though. Sincerely, you are my Moonlight.” Robbie admits her emotions. "Moonlight?" Sherifa softly retaliated. "You don't have to be normal, that's for sure. I don't care if you're average; I adore how odd you are. It's acceptable to feel how you do! Your emotions are genuine!" Robbie began to shout louder. "You don't have to feel this way by yourself. Although I am aware that I can never really comprehend how you feel, I promise to be there for you in your time of need." Robbie spoke plainly and out loud. "I'm grateful," Sherifa happily accepted this and gave her a hug in return. At that moment, she was ecstatic.”

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Author:Rifa Coolheart
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“Sometimes, Andrei would feel like the moon. When he dined in solitude, when he masturbated to the couple at the hotel, or when he finished a book he could tell no one around him about, he felt singular and unaccompanied, like the stupid, radiating circle stuck in the sky. His soul would glow softly, through the darkness, deadened, but there, as if solemnly leaving a light on for anyone to come join him. Andrei would feel so far away from everyone else, like a floating object in space, lost in orbit, that no hand worried about, remembered, or attempted to retrieve.”

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Book:A Happy Ghost
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“XXXI (Pokojnik) S ranom u tom srcu, tamnu i duboku, s tajnom u tom trudnu i prokletu biću, sa zvijezdom na čelu, sa iskrom u oku gazi stazom varke, mrtvi Ujeviću; Smrt je tvoja ljubav pri svakome kroku, smrt je u tvom iću, u tvojemu piću, smrt je u tvom dahu, i u tvojem boku, smrt, i smrt, i smrt u Nadi i Otkriću. Što ti vrijedi polet u vlastitu čudu, što ti vrijedi volja i voljenje slijepo? Srce bije, pluće diše uzaludu; gle, bez hvajde ljubiš sve dobro i lijepo; kao sveli miris u razbitu sudu pogiba u tebi pjev što si ga tepo.”

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Book:Kolajna
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“My Mother They are killing her again. She said she did it One year in every ten, But they do it annually, or weekly, Some even do it daily, Carrying her death around in their heads And practicing it. She saves them The trouble of their own; They can die through her Without ever making The decision. My buried mother Is up-dug for repeat performances. Now they want to make a film For anyone lacking the ability To imagine the body, head in oven, Orphaning children. Then It can be rewound So they can watch her die Right from the beginning again. The peanut eaters, entertained At my mother’s death, will go home, Each carrying their memory of her, Lifeless – a souvenir. Maybe they’ll buy the video. Watching someone on TV Means all they have to do Is press ‘pause’ If they want to boil a kettle, While my mother holds her breath on screen To finish dying after tea. The filmmakers have collected The body parts, They want me to see. They require dressings to cover the joins And disguise the prosthetics In their remake of my mother; They want to use her poetry As stitching and sutures To give it credibility. They think I should love it – Having her back again, they think I should give them my mother’s words To fill the mouth of their monster, Their Sylvia Suicide Doll, Who will walk and talk And die at will, And die, and die And forever be dying.”

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Book:The Book of Mirrors
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“Avoidance or merely the passage of time will not necessarily make the emotion dissipate. It is simply not true that time automatically heals all wounds.”

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Book:The Catholic Guide to Depression: How the Saints, the Sacraments, and Psychiatry Can Help You Break Its Grip and Find Happiness Again
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