My own life was filled with so much love and joy that when depression struck, it was like a prison door slamming shut and I was being placed in an isolation cell. No one else could possibly be feeling what I was. I hated my depression and all of its symptoms.
Lives of great men oft remind us as we o’er their pages turn, That we too may leave behind us – Letters that we ought to burn.
A certain portion of the human race has certainly a taste for being diddled.
I was always a happy and loving person. Many would say that I was living an idyllic life.
There are three things which the public will always clamor for, sooner or later: namely, novelty, novelty, novelty.
A moment’s thinking is an hour in words.
That a man be willing, when others are so too, as far forth as for peace and defence of himself he shall think it necessary, to lay down this right to all things; and be contented with so much liberty against other men, as he would allow other men against himself.
The best of friends fall out, and so his teeth had done some years ago.
Spreading the word about depression is my mission. I am working to build awareness, educate people about the symptoms, and change public opinion and individual attitudes about depression.
Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine!