Through my own struggles with depression, I discovered that knowledge, therapy, medication and education can provide the strength to get through it in one piece.
It’s often difficult for those who are lucky enough to have never experienced what true depression is to imagine a life of complete hopelessness, emptiness and fear.
There is even a happiness – that makes the heart afraid.
I saw old Autumn in the misty morn stand shadowless like silence, listening to silence.
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.