You are strong.
You are beautiful.
You are loved.
You are special.
You are not weak.
You are not defective.
You are not weird.
You are not a lost cause.
You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness. Tears come from the heart and not from the brain. To have felt too much is to end in feeling nothing. People keep telling me that life goes on, but to me that's the saddest part.
Depression is such a cruel punishment.There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern, just the slow erosion of self, as insidious as cancer.And like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience; a room in hell with only your name on the door
Depression has a way of sneaking up on me when I think I’m flying high. It clips my wing, but not both because I will not let it take over every single piece of me.