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93 Depression Quotes and Images from Social Media

Depression can be incredibly isolating. A small (but growing) online community is forming around graphic quotes using social media sites such as Tumblr.com and Pinterest.com. The images and messages posted on these sites are a raw look into the thoughts and struggles of many thousands of depressed individuals.   Unfiltered these images can quickly become overwhelming (especially on Tumblr).  I have collected a samples of 93 depression Quotes from the last week.  The list is long, and a lot of scrolling, but well worth looking over.   Give them a read, and let us know what you think.

Quotes about Depression from Tumblr and Pinterest

 

Every thought is a battle.  Every breath is a war, and I don't think I'm winning anymore.

Every thought is a battle. Every breath is a war, and I don’t think I’m winning anymore.

Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will only cause permanent psychological damage.

Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will only cause permanent psychological damage.

We all want someone to notice, but as soon as they do, we wish they never did.

We all want someone to notice, but as soon as they do, we wish they never did.

I hide all my scars with an "I'm fine".

I hide all my scars with an “I’m fine”.

I'm here, I love you. I don't care if you need to stay up crying all night long.  I will stay with you.  If you need the medication again, go ahead and take it.  I will love you through that, as well.  If you don't need the medication, I will love you too.  There's nothing you can ever do to lose my love.  I will protect you until you die.  And after your death I will still protect you.  I am stronger than depression and I am braver than loneliness and nothing will exhaust me.

I’m here, I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long. I will stay with you. If you need the medication again, go ahead and take it. I will love you through that, as well. If you don’t need the medication, I will love you too. There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die. And after your death I will still protect you. I am stronger than depression and I am braver than loneliness and nothing will exhaust me.

Hard times will always reveal true friends

Hard times will always reveal true friends

Say someone can't be sad because someone else may have it worse is just like saying someone can't be happy because someone else might have it better.

Say someone can’t be sad because someone else may have it worse is just like saying someone can’t be happy because someone else might have it better.

My thoughts were so loud I couldn't hear my mouth

My thoughts were so loud I couldn’t hear my mouth

Sometimes the girl who's always been there for everyone else needs someone to be there for her.

Sometimes the girl who’s always been there for everyone else needs someone to be there for her.

you're scared to tell people how much it hurts, so you keep it all to yourself.

you’re scared to tell people how much it hurts, so you keep it all to yourself.

She says she's fine but she's going insane.  She says she feels good but she's in a lot of pain.  She says it's nothing but it's really a lot.  she says she's okay.  but really she's not.

She says she’s fine but she’s going insane. She says she feels good but she’s in a lot of pain. She says it’s nothing but it’s really a lot. she says she’s okay. but really she’s not.

Sometimes we just say "I just want you to be happy", but deep inside in our hearts we know we still want to be there happiness.

Sometimes we just say “I just want you to be happy”, but deep inside in our hearts we know we still want to be there happiness.

Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high

Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high

I'm just sad most days

I’m just sad most days

Stop keeping track of the mistakes you've made.  It's time to forgive yourself.

Stop keeping track of the mistakes you’ve made. It’s time to forgive yourself.

If life doesn't kill you, emptiness will

If life doesn’t kill you, emptiness will

Nothing really matters anymore

Nothing really matters anymore

I wanna make this cloud above me disappear.  I don't want to hurt anymore.

I wanna make this cloud above me disappear. I don’t want to hurt anymore.

Scars tell the story of where you've been, They don't dictate where you're going.

Scars tell the story of where you’ve been, They don’t dictate where you’re going.

I often miss this little girl. Whose dreams had no barriers, who believed in a world where anything is possible. with a heart that was full and unbroken.

I often miss this little girl. Whose dreams had no barriers, who believed in a world where anything is possible. with a heart that was full and unbroken.

Self Harmer

Self Harmer

I like to be alone, but I hate being lonely.

I like to be alone, but I hate being lonely.

I hate getting flashbacks from things I don't want to remember.

I hate getting flashbacks from things I don’t want to remember.

I just wanna feel okay again.

I just wanna feel okay again.

And sometimes it hits me out of nowhere.  All of a sudden this overwhelming sadness rushes over me.  And I get discouraged and I get upset and I feel hopeless, sad and hurt.  And once again, I feel numb to the world.

And sometimes it hits me out of nowhere. All of a sudden this overwhelming sadness rushes over me. And I get discouraged and I get upset and I feel hopeless, sad and hurt. And once again, I feel numb to the world.

Yes, I have depression.  No I can't just "get over it"

Yes, I have depression. No I can’t just “get over it”

She hurts and she cries.  But you can't see the depression in her eyes.  Because she just smiles....

She hurts and she cries. But you can’t see the depression in her eyes. Because she just smiles….

yes, I have depression.  No, that doesn't mean I am ungrateful.

yes, I have depression. No, that doesn’t mean I am ungrateful.

Sometimes i'm sad and tired and miserable for not reason at all

Sometimes i’m sad and tired and miserable for not reason at all

People always tell me that I look sad and tired.  I know I look sad and tired.. I AM sad and tired.

People always tell me that I look sad and tired. I know I look sad and tired.. I AM sad and tired.

Every second, every minute, every hour, every day it never ends, it never ends.

Every second, every minute, every hour, every day it never ends, it never ends.

I don't want you to have to save me.  I want you to stand by my side as I save myself.

I don’t want you to have to save me. I want you to stand by my side as I save myself.

Why does it always rain on me?

Why does it always rain on me?

I get lost inside my mind.

I get lost inside my mind.

This is not a choice, it is a disease.

This is not a choice, it is a disease.

She's standing on a line between giving up & seeing how much she can take.

She’s standing on a line between giving up & seeing how much she can take.

Pain makes people change.

Pain makes people change.

I think i'm afraid to be happy because whenever I get to happy, something bad always happens.

I think i’m afraid to be happy because whenever I get to happy, something bad always happens.

Panic and Run Away

Panic and Run Away

I am just fine.  I am a daughter hiding my depression. I'm your sister making a good impression.  I'm a friend acting like I'm fine. I'm a teenager pushing her tears aside, I'm the girl sitting next to you.  I'm the one asking you to care.  Your your best friend hoping you'll be there.

I am just fine. I am a daughter hiding my depression. I’m your sister making a good impression. I’m a friend acting like I’m fine. I’m a teenager pushing her tears aside, I’m the girl sitting next to you. I’m the one asking you to care. Your your best friend hoping you’ll be there.

Hey Bro, Time for bed?  Let's go over every mistake you ever made.

Hey Bro, Time for bed? Let’s go over every mistake you ever made.

I'm not totally useless.  I can be used as a bad example.

I’m not totally useless. I can be used as a bad example.

You know where I can get this fixed?

You know where I can get this fixed?

My head is a very dark place

My head is a very dark place

depression in children

I just want to lay in my bed and listen to sad music all day.

I just want to lay in my bed and listen to sad music all day.

Am I a bad person for wanting to die?

Am I a bad person for wanting to die?

I had to fight like hell and hell has made me what I am

I had to fight like hell and hell has made me what I am

Feeling completely worthless every day

Feeling completely worthless every day

I've had enough of the things that make me nervous and sad

I’ve had enough of the things that make me nervous and sad

Hello, my name is.... Irrelevant

Hello, my name is…. Irrelevant

Panic attacks and Anxiety.  When you lose control, can't think straight, can't stop shaking and totally break down.

Panic attacks and Anxiety. When you lose control, can’t think straight, can’t stop shaking and totally break down.

If you only knew how much, how bad, how often, I hurt....

If you only knew how much, how bad, how often, I hurt….

Do you know what it's like to feel ugly all the time?

Do you know what it’s like to feel ugly all the time?

I wish I could go back to a time when i could smile and it didn't take everything in me to do it.

I wish I could go back to a time when i could smile and it didn’t take everything in me to do it.

Stop asking if I'm ok.  I'm tired of lying

Stop asking if I’m ok. I’m tired of lying

You go home, you look in the mirror, you cry, you think you are ugly, you think you are fat, you want to die and the worst thing is, the next day it happens all over again until the day you give up.

You go home, you look in the mirror, you cry, you think you are ugly, you think you are fat, you want to die and the worst thing is, the next day it happens all over again until the day you give up.

Self Harm isn't just cutting

Self Harm isn’t just cutting

Do you ever feel like people just forget you exist and have feelings too?

Do you ever feel like people just forget you exist and have feelings too?

She was drowning but nobody saw her struggle

She was drowning but nobody saw her struggle

It's getting harder to hide pain

It’s getting harder to hide pain

Everyone is better, prettier, skinnier, funnier.... than me.

Everyone is better, prettier, skinnier, funnier…. than me.

I just want to be skinny

I just want to be skinny

Death seems more inviting than life

Death seems more inviting than life

Ripped apart, limb by limb, shattereing bones, heart caving in.  Self mutilation, scar after scar, empty and having warn like tar.

Ripped apart, limb by limb, shattereing bones, heart caving in. Self mutilation, scar after scar, empty and having warn like tar.

This sadness is unbearable

This sadness is unbearable

I can't look at myself without wishing I looked like someone else

I can’t look at myself without wishing I looked like someone else

Scars on my hips, scars on my thighs, eyes full of hurt, and a mouth full of lies

Scars on my hips, scars on my thighs, eyes full of hurt, and a mouth full of lies

on day this pain will make sense to you

on day this pain will make sense to you

I don't think anyone could ever criticize me more severly than the way I viciously criticize myself.

I don’t think anyone could ever criticize me more severly than the way I viciously criticize myself.

Maybe this year Ill get myself off of the floor and try to pretend that things are getting better, That I'm changing but I still feel the same.

Maybe this year Ill get myself off of the floor and try to pretend that things are getting better, That I’m changing but I still feel the same.

I am depression.  I'm the emptiness you feel at 2am.  the tears with no meaning.  The pain when you smile.  I don't come alone.  I bring my closest friends.  We are the scars that cover your body.  the voice you describe.  But soon learn to trust.  I am the only thing you will feel

I am depression. I’m the emptiness you feel at 2am. the tears with no meaning. The pain when you smile. I don’t come alone. I bring my closest friends. We are the scars that cover your body. the voice you describe. But soon learn to trust. I am the only thing you will feel

Afterall, Everybody would be much better off without me right?

Afterall, Everybody would be much better off without me right?

depression glass

That moment when you can actually feel the pain in your chest from seeing or hearing something that breaks your heart.

That moment when you can actually feel the pain in your chest from seeing or hearing something that breaks your heart.

It feels like everyone else is moving on with their lives while I am stuck here in this hole that I can't climb out of.

It feels like everyone else is moving on with their lives while I am stuck here in this hole that I can’t climb out of.

If you know someone who's depressed, please resolve never to ask them why.  Depression isn't a straightforward response to a bad situation.  Depression just is, like the weather.   Try to understand the blackness, lethargy, hopelessness and loneliness ther're going through.  Be there for them when they come through the otherside.  It's hard to be a friend to someone who's depressed, but it is one of the kindest noblest and best things you will ever do.

If you know someone who’s depressed, please resolve never to ask them why. Depression isn’t a straightforward response to a bad situation. Depression just is, like the weather. Try to understand the blackness, lethargy, hopelessness and loneliness ther’re going through. Be there for them when they come through the otherside. It’s hard to be a friend to someone who’s depressed, but it is one of the kindest noblest and best things you will ever do.

What is depression like?  It's like drowning, except you can see everyone around you breathing.

What is depression like? It’s like drowning, except you can see everyone around you breathing.

How are you... Fine

How are you… Fine

I'm Fine

I’m Fine

Sticks and Stones may break my bones, but words will rip my skin apart

Sticks and Stones may break my bones, but words will rip my skin apart

It's always worse than it seems.

It’s always worse than it seems.

Do you ever feel like there's not a person in the world who loves you?

Do you ever feel like there’s not a person in the world who loves you?

Depression is like a war.  you either win or die trying.

Depression is like a war. you either win or die trying.

It's like you're a million deep breaths while I'm just a silent sigh.  You're everything anyone could ever ask for but I'm someone that no one is even looking for.  i wish I was worthy of you.

It’s like you’re a million deep breaths while I’m just a silent sigh. You’re everything anyone could ever ask for but I’m someone that no one is even looking for. i wish I was worthy of you.

I tell everyone to be strong, knowing I am the weakest person in the world.

I tell everyone to be strong, knowing I am the weakest person in the world.

Why don't you understand how much your words are hurting me?

Why don’t you understand how much your words are hurting me?

I tell people I'm tired but in fact I'm depressed.  I tell people ill be fine tomorrow, but I know, tomorrow will be worse.  I tell lies everyday and I know, i'll not be able to stop it by myself.

I tell people I’m tired but in fact I’m depressed. I tell people ill be fine tomorrow, but I know, tomorrow will be worse. I tell lies everyday and I know, i’ll not be able to stop it by myself.

My past haunts me... constantly

My past haunts me… constantly

I feel lost inside myself

I feel lost inside myself

I Bottle up my emotions

I Bottle up my emotions

And you feel trapped in your own mind.

And you feel trapped in your own mind.

She didn't know who would leave or who would stay so she pushed them all away.

She didn’t know who would leave or who would stay so she pushed them all away.


107 comments to “93 Depression Quotes and Images from Social Media”

  1. Wow! · April 25, 2013 · Permalink

    Very raw, very honest, very realistic portrayal of depression and anxiety! Kudos to helping spread these images in hopes that others can see just a glimpse into the struggles their friends or family with depression have to face day to day, hour by hour, minute by minute!

  2. QuietNoise · May 2, 2013 · Permalink

    They would feel more real if not for the pictures of half-naked beautiful women. Depression isn’t glamourous.

    • HealthShire · May 2, 2013 · Permalink

      I think some people do fall in love with there depression. “In a strange way, I had fallen in love with my depression” – Elizabeth Wurtzel. http://healthshire.com/mental-health-quotes/

      But I do agree with you, it is not glamourous, but I think can be seen that way sometimes.

    • Chuck · December 9, 2013 · Permalink

      Agreed, depression in my world looks like a fat, ugly, old man with no social skills.

      • @wish2disappear · January 31, 2014 · Permalink

        Really?
        Because depression in my world looks like the mirror in front of me.
        It looks like my best friend who is prettier then everyone I know, yet calls herself ugly.
        It looks like the anorexic girl who thinks she’s fat.
        It looks like my friend who hates himself and his life and has scars running up his arms.
        It looks like the secret side to the hyper girl in my class, the depressed side who cuts daily.
        It looks like the girl who hurts herself while sitting in class, just because everyone calls her a slut.
        It looks like my friend who rubber burns, and my friend who cuts with a key.
        It looks like my cousin who has been in and out of hospital since she was 12.

        Depression isn’t just ‘a fat, ugly old man with no social skills.

        I’m a 14 year old girl. I’m not obese, though I am fat, and I’m not… I am shit ugly, nvr mind.
        In truth, I don’t think I should feel like the best option for my future is death. I don’t think my friends deserve shit they got dealt. I don’t romanticise depression, I suffer it and I support my friends who suffer it too.

        (Yeah, btw, all of those ppl above are my friends who are aged from 13-16, so stuff your ass about ‘depressed referring to fat old men’)

      • It's not depression's fault · February 11, 2014 · Permalink

        Wow. You said it. Everyone deserves happiness. Something that really bothers me is suicide being the persons fault. I’m 15 and have been thinking about moving out for a while, and yes I’ve attempted to die before. I have a beautiful house, a great life with all the stuff I need item wise. It’s the emotional pain that’s far worse than anything. You can’t see it, you can’t prove it. It’s not like rape or beatings; it’s fucking ruining me. When someone commits suicide it’s not just the depression that kills them; that’s like blaming the gun and it’s pathetic little bullet. It’s all the peers that contributed to to impact. Every stupid word that stains the thoughts for so long. Any positive comments aren’t belived and immediately disagreed. You become your biggest bully. Every single breath you take is suffocating. It doesn’t end when you sleep. The nightmares begin and your demons come out to play and fuck with your head. Just to wake to the sickening thought of “o my gawd, I’m still here”. And another aching day of your pointless life continues. Having to hold your breath to stop from crying. People do notice, and they do care. I’d rather them stay the fuck out of my life. I’d rather be alone not causing misery. I’d rather be gone without impact. I’d rather be dead.

      • WhoaThere · February 28, 2014 · Permalink

        Excuse me? That was extremely rude.
        “so stuff your ass about ‘depressed referring to fat old men’”
        That person said “In MY world depression is…”
        And you say No.
        You have no right to tell anyone how to describe THEIR OWN depression.
        I do not care that you are only 14 years old and have depression.
        I am 19 and have depression too, but you don’t see me going around telling everyone else that their depression is less severe compared to mine. You don’t know. And what you just said COULD HAVE struck a wrong cord to someone, much like myself.
        I honestly cannot believe you.
        As someone who has depression, talking down to someone else who also suffers from it.
        Wow.

      • Isbister · March 11, 2014 · Permalink

        I think you misconstrue. In Chuck’s world depression looks like a fat,ugly, old man with no social skills. He’s referring to himself.
        In your world, it’s a teenager. He’s depressed, no need to bash him for it and make it worse.

      • oh come on · June 27, 2014 · Permalink

        If you are critical of depression by age, then sweetie, you do not know what depression is. You are a young girl going through hormones that will pass. True depression has no absolute age limit.

    • I noticed that also. Perhaps i should say i could not help but notice it... · January 3, 2014 · Permalink

      I found many of these insights moving. I know that beautiful people are susceptible to depression as well, but it might be difficult for some of us uglies to understand their perspective. I feel like if I were beautiful there would be someone somewhere that would confirm I had some value. Maybe it would make no difference…but for those of us who have never experienced it, it feels like the holy grail.

      • you are beautiful · January 14, 2014 · Permalink

        I dont know you but one thing i do know is god is a perfectionist and he made you perfect …u r perfect, you are some one special i promise you that i know because god does NOT make junk …..ever.

      • Somebody save me · February 23, 2014 · Permalink

        ‘Us uglies’? Please. Everybody with depression is beautiful. We all want to be beautiful. We all can be beautiful. Maybe there was a point where we once felt beautiful, for some, perhaps depression got us too early. I am an 18 year old red headed, blue eyed, size 6 girl. I am often complimented as I am sure others on here are too. But when we look in the mirror it haunts us to believe that anybody could call us beautiful. This is because we see what lives inside, the ugly ‘it’ that defines and controls our everyday life. We see the pain that takes over us, the uncontrolable irritability and hurting that we feel so spontaniously. The misery and negativity that we inflict on both ourselves and those closest. The violence which we long to be able to end.

        We see ourselves, lost and trapped inside the cage of despair, terror and loneliness. We want so desperately to escape it. This cage is called depression. And that my fellow sufferer, that is what is UGLY.

    • kitkat · February 3, 2014 · Permalink

      many of these beautiful women don’t see themselves as beautiful. society has destroyed them. i think society has destroyed us all. Even my generation. (I’m fourteen)

    • completely agree · June 27, 2014 · Permalink

      I completely agree.

    • Lizzie · October 30, 2014 · Permalink

      I think the pictures of ‘beautiful women’ depict the reality. Anyone can ‘look’ like they’re ‘okay’. Personally, the more depressed I am, the more attention I pay to my outward appearance. I REFUSE to let the people who rip me apart,know how well they succeeded. Sadly, they are ignorantly jealous of my appearance, but it’s a tiny battle they don’t know I won.
      The ‘half-naked’ part, I can identify with, too. No matter how much attention I spend on my appearance, I still feel exposed & ashamed of my weakness. (They could show men as well, but I think that must be against some law of humanity; inhumane as is for this double standard, when women are Mostly the ones victimized sexually.

    • TEARS · November 5, 2014 · Permalink

      I DON’T THINK THESE ARE PROMOTING GLAMOUR. I THINK THAT THESE PORTRAY THE FACT THAT EVEN THE MOST PERFECT LOOKING PEOPLE SUFFER FROM DEPRESSION ALSO. THEY SOMETIMES DON’T REALIZE THEIR OWN BEAUTY. GLAMOUR CAN BE A SHELTER FOR SOME.

    • AriLuna · December 9, 2014 · Permalink

      I was thinking the same thing chica

  3. I wanna cry now · August 12, 2013 · Permalink

    What a collection, I feel these and see others of them in my partner. How lucky people are not to have this nihilistic outlook.

  4. laura · September 10, 2013 · Permalink

    saw this on pinterest just then i burst into tears when first 3 pictures it brought it the light thank you

  5. BeHappy? · September 14, 2013 · Permalink

    I feel the pretty women pictures are trying to imply that even if you’re beautiful and everything seems perfect in your life, you can have depression; and it’s true.

    • depressed MEN · November 13, 2013 · Permalink

      OC the the facts are statistically proven Today the forgotten long term depressed MEN of the world are far more likely to actually successfully commit suicide and yet receive the least (if any) help, where are their pictures

  6. Hidden Tears · November 9, 2013 · Permalink

    I feel as if my emotions were expressed by most of these quotes. Everybody thinks that I have no problems since people can see me with a smile everyday and rarely without one. Even the seemingly most happy person can have depression too, you know. No matter how perfect my life seems to be, it isn’t really what others perceive it to be.

    • Friend · November 30, 2013 · Permalink

      Stop being I, Me, myself, own. It will drown you. Depression is not state of mind that all people has until they found some more worse than others. It will stay if enjoy it til you can’t escape. Help others to cope up the sufferings of others, it will keep you alive. Trust me. Everyone has depression, they learn how carry it with strenght to find that they are needed by people who cares for them. Take care.

      • chasingunicorns · December 17, 2013 · Permalink

        What??? Everything in your post was wrong. Obviously, you’ve never had depression. And No, everyone does not have depression. That’s the dumbest thing I’ve seen on the internet all year.

      • Rob.who am i · January 4, 2014 · Permalink

        I so agree..I have lost two good friends in a month..trying to hide depression…then the first panic/anxiety attack they witnessed..they were in shock and put friendship on “hold”..I feel so alone and hopeless . The more I try to change..the more I stay the same

      • you are NOT ALONE · January 14, 2014 · Permalink

        I can relate , to much ….at times i think alot of people feel alone but not alot of.people.understand exactally how ALONE people like you and me feel….wait re read that again please..one more time , reread it…thats right your NOT alone witch meens im not ALONE WE r NOT ALONE …..smile u know u wnt to :) there no I in we.

      • whatever · April 20, 2014 · Permalink

        What? This makes me cry. People just can’t take depression seriously can they? And trust me I’m not me myself and i … Most people that have depression have a hard time talking about it because of what people like you say. No one with depression is looking for attention. And I can guarantee you not everyone has depression and no one can just get over it. Most depression lasts for years and can take lots of counseling and therapy and usually medication. Its an illness not a feeling, hun. You can’t just make it go away.

  7. Jess · November 11, 2013 · Permalink

    I struggle everyday with some thoughts so I can relate to what is said here. But I went and got help and found support. It doesn’t always happen till it’s to late. Support helps and seeing the signs to know to help. Love those and don’t give up on people.

  8. Don · November 11, 2013 · Permalink

    I like being alone.

    • depressed MEN · November 13, 2013 · Permalink

      “DON · November 11, 2013 · Permalink
      I like being alone.”

      then You have Never been truly alone, try being alone longer than it takes for a manned mission to mars and back…

      iv obviously not been on that mission but i might as well have been, yes im a long term manic depressive, we depressive people don’t need your pity, we want your understanding and perhaps when its quiet and your alone and calm, remember that’s when our demons are most active contemplate that

      • Gahata · January 13, 2014 · Permalink

        Being alone is not something you earn over time, it’s a state of mind. Myself, I am alone. I’m depressed, but I’m fighting it. It’s okay now but at Times I feel like going to psychiatric hospital just so I can’t hurt myself or others around it. And even though all of these things are true, I like loneliness. I know better than most what it is and over years I’ve learned to deal with it. I have never had a friend or anyone to talk to. I have helped a few people with depression in my life (help=/=cure,I’m not making miracles happen!) and I know that you can feel incredibly lonely after days without anyone to talk it. It is like that, because loneliness is a state of mind.

      • Lynne · February 13, 2014 · Permalink

        There is a difference between being alone and being lonely.
        Being alone means spending time with yourself. You can be comfortable with yourself, even if you’re alone. Being lonely means hating yourself, fearing those around you and feeling as if you have no one. You don’t feel comfortable with anyone. Then again, that’s all personal opinion ^^” and chances are it’s different for you.

  9. Zen · November 17, 2013 · Permalink

    I don’t know if i am depressed or not,it’s hard to say,but this loneliness and agony is unbearable…i’m so hurt and i always tend to look at my mirror when i cry,i just don’t know why but i just do…i sometimes felt so unloved,i felt like no one will ever wanna be with me and that no one will understand…i felt like drowning and no one’s there…i always seek for His presence to accompany me in those times, in fact i’m feeling this feeling of extreme loneliness right now like no humans can ever understand me…

    • Eva · December 5, 2013 · Permalink

      I truly feel your pain. Never give up <3

      • Chuck · December 9, 2013 · Permalink

        A healthy person saying “I feel your pain” is like a rich person living on the streets for a week or a month. You always know you have the choice to get out if you decide to. We can’t. Some of us have tried all the resources and still feel sad and broken and tired of being alive.

      • @wish2disappear · March 31, 2014 · Permalink

        That is true, but just remember that she may not even be a healthy person… just because she doesn’t share her story doesn’t mean she doesn’t have one.

    • rerentless · March 14, 2014 · Permalink

      I understand you….

  10. Someone else · November 25, 2013 · Permalink

    Nothing gets better.

  11. WHATEVER · November 25, 2013 · Permalink

    I’m not very good with words to describe my feelings so when I found some of these on other sites it was a great comfort to know that people felt the same way I did AND knew how to put it into words. So I started making a large collection of the “quotes” and this page has a lot of good ones that I will be adding to my collection. Thank you.

    • Emptiness · April 12, 2014 · Permalink

      Same here, I simply can’t name feelings inside of me and many of those quotes seem to describe them quite good. I’m glad to know that I’m not all alone with the depression even though my senses scream something different. Yet, I feel terribly sorry for all of us and I wish I knew some of you people, you are very wise in your weaknesses and I think together it would be much easier to fight, knowing that we understand each other like no one else does.

  12. Pamela Mcdonald · November 25, 2013 · Permalink

    The one about drowning while people around tou breathe…that almost describes me…Its like in the movies..when the sad distraught person walks around in a fog…hearing a slight buzz…he sees…he moves…..and people are laughing…talking….but you cant interact with them……your brain is on pause…with a deep sense of doom….

  13. non vocatus · November 28, 2013 · Permalink

    i saw the quote, “ahe was drowning up nobody saw her struggling,” and thought of virginia woolf walking into the pond with the stones in her pockets to weigh her down.
    my sadness comes from multiple suicides in my family–my grandfather, my father, my mother, my two nephews, others close to our family… since my grandfather’s death when I was 13, suicides have punched holes in me that somehow I cannot mend. i’m told to move on, not to let my dark family history define me. I’m nearly 60 now, and my father’s end especially haunts me nearly every day since he chose to die 28 year years ago.
    but it does define me. i had a family once. It was messed up, but it was MY family. now i am blessed to have my husband’s family and my own children. still, i feel that i am the one whom every wishes to forget that i ever belonged to that other family. i had a mother, a father, a sister, brother….
    and so, like others cited here, i smile, i raise my voice in thanks for my blessings, and i keep my happy mask on until i’m alone once again. then my ghosts reappear and tug at my soul. i ask them the same questions over and over, but they do not, cannot answer.
    medications dull the pain. i can no longer cry.

  14. Angie Cortez · November 30, 2013 · Permalink

    I have bee struggling with anxiety and depression for years now and I can say that every single one of the quotes in those pictures I’ve felt or thought at least, if not more than once before. Depression is by far the hardest thing I have ever faced and even now I still struggle with thoughts of suicide and self harm. It is a never ending struggle, that no one can really understand. Even though I wish my family did, I hope to god that they never feel the way I do. The medications don’t help me at all.. They make me feel like I am crazy and can’t be ‘okay’ without them. I don’t need someone to fix me I just need someone who will stand by my side to help me through my getting better. Every time I start to do that, people get tired of me and leave and I’m left alone and I start to fall again. I just want someone who will promise to stay, and follow through to the end. I know I can beat this.. I just need someone helping to give me confidence in myself when I start to feel doubt.

    • Rob.who am i · January 4, 2014 · Permalink

      Oh angie…I care..and I so relate to you and every word you have written..what do we do that will help..we need a friend who knows..understand? But they leave..saying ..”you need to get help” ..really..?…what else ?? Please!! People..we are not weaker or ejoy this way of not living

    • you are NOT ALONE · January 14, 2014 · Permalink

      God is ,has been, will alwayz be,right there ….on your side, along side of you WITH YOU LOVES YOu Never forget that ,never give up on him and his abilitys as he will never give up on you IN JESUS NAME AMEN

      • Tadge · October 30, 2014 · Permalink

        Nothing personal,but i dont see God here right now,and also when i could do with some help,where’s God then,only when God helps me will i believe,sorry!

  15. irrelevant · December 7, 2013 · Permalink

    wow it’s so true, so realistic.

  16. Chuck · December 9, 2013 · Permalink

    I wish some of these quotes and pictures included us male sufferers, this page makes it look like only women get depression.

    • HealthShire Admin · December 9, 2013 · Permalink

      Hi Chuck.

      Thanks for the insight! I am going to work on getting some more male centric images together!

  17. Cornelis · December 14, 2013 · Permalink

    Sadly I realize that I am not alone with unlimited supply of emotional struggles challenging me every moment of every day. Even when everything appears perfect and in order from the outside… I’m screaming why, why, why inside. But no one sees, hears or can fathom the deep abyss of hurt, loneliness, and longing of someone just to understand.
    Thank you for compiling these quotes, I hope it will bring at the least a small insight to others of daily struggles that we has to contend with.

  18. Red-Eyed · December 18, 2013 · Permalink

    I never feel so happy as when I feel nothing at all.

    • rerentless · March 14, 2014 · Permalink

      I can so totally relate….

  19. Over Life · December 22, 2013 · Permalink

    Over life with depression is a hard thing, i feel like im in a black hole and can’t get out. Every Relationship i have had has abused me, bashed me, cheated on me. My life has been hell since i was put back into my fathers care at the age of 5. Who killed my mother 3 weeks before i turned 1 so why the courts would put my brothers and my sister and me back with him i have no idea. There wasn’t a day that went by i wasn’t bashed for no reason. All due the the lady who married him said so. Once they had a child life got even worse. Love what was love this family was hate and not close at all. The foster family loved me and i remember tried to ring to go back. My sibling went to a kids home due to being older enough. So from a perfect home to a place that didn’t speak English so that was hard and to being bashed everyday hurt enough. It was worse on my birthdays, xmas or any occasions. To finally got older and run away to fall in bad situation after situation. I feel like im being tested everyday for a new challenge. Its hard to stay strong but i do by acting for the sack of my 4 children who only have me. So i can’t kill my self which i will to stop the pain. All my ex’s hurt me one after the other. The first 3 kids dad i didn’t even love. Didn’t know really what love was. Once married he use to bash me and hurt me. So i finally got the courage to leave. Which he played dirty due to i go my divorce and lied to child safety due to i was dating a guy who had a past. To finally get my kids back to fine out once my kids felt safe he sexually abused all 3 of my children. Who i need to be strong for they all get help. They remember more and more everyday. My daughter has depression too, that she cuts and whats to die due to it hurts her that their own father rapped them. Due to that has made her scared of males so she has been rapped again. She sees a specialist every week and is on medication which like me its doesn’t feel like it works. Now my sons memories are returning which hurts him. There feeling seem to be coming clearer as they hits the teens, So between my own depression im trying to stay strong for them and act normal. Do you really know how hard it is, due to i think and know bet you don’t. I used to fack smile so easy. Now its sooo hard its not funny. I get help too but i still get hurt. Then my 4 child’s dad another mistake his just verbal abused us all and went to put his fist in front of me or my children that many times. Finally he had to go to Tasmania and i broke up with him that way due to i was scared, He had been cheating on me, doing drugs behind my back, he was a dog which i hate dogs. Even the other 3 kids dad was a dog. The 4 child’s dad split her lip open due to crying waiting for milk. I went off but trust me i was scared as. Finally once got rid of them too. I decided to give up on men due to i had many before them 2 which just hurt me over and over again. I put the wall up. Though stupid me got a note on my door who lived in the same complex as me saying to call. So i did he wanted to date me i must of said no that many times. Though he was good with words i give me that still today. He said how will i know if i don’t give the good guys like him a chance. I slept on it and thought ok due to that’s true and i know him from the complex only. To plan not to fall just see how thing went thank god we kept it a secret due to i got hurt this time not my kids. I knew i was seeing them but needed to make sure it was right. Well he cheated on me too. I should of realized but no once again i didn’t. Especially how he would ring or text me i would answer but if i tried ringing or texting him i would hardly ever get a response. So this time there is nothing a male could say or do. If i didn’t have these four children who really really need me. I would just want to be dead the pain hurts so bad that words could never explain. This last guy has been the worst due to I actually fell in love with him like i had for no other man in my life. I never planed it that’s the worst part. Never really knew what or how strong love can be if you think you have found that one special person for the first time in your life. To be torned out worse than ever in your life, Been through hell since 5 then people think why i can’t smile any more. I’m here only for these children once im not needed anymore i just want to be dead. How im still standing is due to all the medication the doctors have me on. That’s what they say anyway. Maybe true maybe not. Due to this is only some of what has happened in my life. That has caused me pain i wake up everyday going whats going to happen today. Even the kids side of the family turned on us, acted all nice to just find out where we are to run back to his mum and brother 4 child’s dad to tell them were we live and send photos without our permission. The other family turned once the truth came out about what their dad did to them. Due to that’s there brother and my family well i ran away and put a retraining order on my dad which in a Italian family. You are disowned for life. Due to i left my home town where my true friends are i have no one expect all the help i get for this family. The friend i thought i made were never friends. So its just us which is hard but i have no choose due to these kids have no one if i harmed my self. I couldn’t do that to them i love them so much and need to be strong. So People who say get over it and move on sorry though its not easy plus turning to god i have tried waste of time sorry people. I’m just not ever meant to be happy just make sure these kids get back on track and better. Due to i really don’t think i belong in this world of pain, lies, cheats so many. Im up front and honest but finding a friend or guy they don’t excess. Maybe if they guy hey. No more i need to stand and im finding that hard to do. Being happy, having the life some are lucky i was just cursed is all i can think of now. Over crying which i make sure the kids don’t see. They need to always think im good. Not sad or they won’t come to me and they need to due to they need my support :'(

  20. doctorbobo · December 28, 2013 · Permalink

    Thought I was the only one walking around with a dark cloud over my head, guess I was wrong, now I have one pic to add to my site. Thanks for the collection. Oh I am a Male and I wish I could cry but I say “I’m Fine”

    • Over Life · December 31, 2013 · Permalink

      That’s been my whole life that i feel like a dark cloud is over my head and no matter what i do. Pain and suffering keep following me and it hurts and friends you thought were friend don’t even want to know or be there for you. The hardest part is staying strong enough for my 4 children due to if i hurt my self in any way they have no one. There is no way im letting my older 3 end back with there father who sexual abused them and more. Nor there family who the kids hate due to they think the children are lying, when they ain’t. They are scared of all of them and want nothing to do with them. Then my 4th child dad is violent and the family is no different. So i have no choice to be strong enough on my own which trust me isn’t easy when i had a very bad child hood and was bashed everyday almost and abused verbally. Which im only dealing with my past now. So trying to deal with my depression, anxiety and sleep disorder on top of everything my children have been through. Got through life by a fake smile, which to be honest now its hard to try and smile knowing a have to for these kids. All the men i have been with hurt me no different and have hurt the kids. So i give up and try doing it on my own. Really thought sometimes im the only one out there feeling like they don’t belong and just want to be dead. Just not to feel the pain which is that bad words couldn’t explain it right :-(. It amazing how you say your fine or all good etc…. Though your not even close :'(

  21. mary · December 29, 2013 · Permalink

    After being in relationship with my husband for nine years,he broke up with me, I did everything possible to bring him back but all was in vain, I wanted him back so much because of the love I have for him, I begged him with everything, I made promises but he refused. I explained my problem to someone online and she suggested that I should rather contact a spell caster that could help me cast a spell to bring him back but I am the type that never believed in spell, I had no choice than to try it, I mailed the spell caster, and he told me there was no problem that everything will be okay before three days, that my ex will return to me before three days, he cast the spell and surprisingly in the second day, it was around 4pm. My ex called me, I was so surprised, I answered the call and all he said was that he was so sorry for everything that happened, that he wanted me to return to him, that he loves me so much. I was so happy and went to him, that was how we started living together happily again. Since then, I have made promise that anybody I know that have a relationship problem, I would be of help to such person by referring him or her to the only real and powerful spell caster who helped me with my own problem and who is different from all the fake ones out there. Anybody could need the help of the spell caster, his email is (LAVENDERLOVESPELL@YAHOO.COM } tel.+2347053977842) you can email him if you need his assistance in your relationship or anything.

  22. VON - broken - lost - alone Dec 13 · December 29, 2013 · Permalink

    As I sit here – alone – broken and defeated, waiting for the night staff to dish out the pills that may at least give a couple of hours of relief I have read through many of these quotes.

    I want to print them out as tall as houses and force people to read them!!! I want people to be able to see through the words and somehow FEEL the pain – suffering and heartache that continues not just day by day , but minute by minute – second by second.

    These words / quotes mean so much ‘ they show a level of understanding that other people often find so very difficult to comprehend.

    Thank you Von

  23. LOST · January 14, 2014 · Permalink

    I’ve been depressed and lost for the last 20 years of my life….i’m 30.
    Sometimes I feel I actually belong to a different planet or galaxy.

  24. Wow · January 21, 2014 · Permalink

    Wow. Just wow. I’ve seen some of these before. But I have more for you.

    “You don’t seem depressed though.” “Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot to bring my literal rain cloud with me today.”

  25. Robert · January 22, 2014 · Permalink

    When I’m asked about what depression is like, I tell people it’s like living in your own private hell. I don’t wish it on my worst enemy, and hope I am the last person on earth to be identified with this disease. I’ve had it on and off for about 20 years, and finally got help when the panic attacks got so bad I couldn’t deal with them anymore. After 2 stays in the mental hospital, I am still struggling. Some days I feel really good, like it’s all behind me, then it comes back and knocks me flat. Depression isn’t something you get over, it’s something you get through, and I’m grateful for the support I get from everyone around me.

  26. Pain · January 25, 2014 · Permalink

    I had a best friend who used to hurt herself and it would always anger me to see all of those self inflicted scars. I never understood her but now I do… pain helps. It lets you know that you are alive. You keep on cutting, wondering if the next one will be deep enough to rid you of all the agony you have had to live with. But then you realize that even if it is deep enough, you will never have a chance to cherish it. No one will ever be free, neither in life or in death. I do not know if I have depression, but I know what it feels like to be alone, abandoned, and misunderstood. I wish I could just be that innocent child whose world has not been shattered. That little girl who would swing higher and higher, hoping that she could make a full 360. But I am not and perhaps one day I shall find out what death has in store for me.

  27. bemused · January 27, 2014 · Permalink

    I’m 18 and I’ve been suicidal for 4 years. Every dag, every bloody minute is a war with myself. I can give you reasons why I shouldn’t stop fighting, but every reason for trying, is a reason to give in. I pay for therapy, pills etc but I can’t stop lying to myself… I don’t know how to let go of a part of myself that has been my crutches, my plush carpet! I want to let it go but I don’t know how! I want to give you a quote, a sincere one:

    Telling someone with depression to ‘just get over it and be happy’ is like telling someone with a broken leg to run to a hospital.

    Telling someone with an eating disorder to ‘just eat’ is like telling someone with claustrophobia to get inside a small cupboard and lock the door.

    Telling someone who self-harms to ‘just stop doing it’ is like telling a drug addict to sit in a room full of drugs and touch nothing.

    How can you judge what you don’t understand?

  28. MATA · February 1, 2014 · Permalink

    After my break up, I sat in my bed all day, every day. I cried constantly I actually started to Google ways to get over a broken heart, and that’s when I found your email I just wanted to thank you so much for your help. It has gotten me through a lot, and I appreciate it immensely thank you for bringing my husband back to me and our kids thank you drlawrencespelltemple@hotmail. com you are truly a blessing.

  29. 57+ · February 8, 2014 · Permalink

    I am middle aged now. Apparently I have been/may still be considered “beautiful”. It does not and never has come anyway near to filling the emptiness inside. It’s amazing how “beauty” can be yet another tool for others to use and manipulate…or people just hate you because of it, like it’s your fault.

    Depression wears no mask, no veneer, no favoured covering. Depression is naked…no skin, no bones….nothing. It just is.

    So people, please don’t think how someone looks makes them less likely to suffer from depression. You are wrong. So wrong it hurts…

  30. Makaykay · March 2, 2014 · Permalink

    Depression is real and living right next door

  31. larxene06 · March 5, 2014 · Permalink

    It’s all about her. She, she, she. The common belief that guys can’t be depressed, or even show emotion for that matter, sure is depressing. Girls aren’t the only “species” that have emotions.

  32. rerentless · March 14, 2014 · Permalink

    It is hard on me being depressed but so hard on my loved ones too. For me being depressed is bad but it does not come close to the shame and feeling ashamed guilt I feel for not being able to do, feel try, and want more. I
    have so much love for my daughters,family and friends.
    Yet days go on…..not being to truely exspress this. While inside my
    head the love is so over whelming I feel my heart may explode. I feel like a bottle with a message but
    only never to be found.

    e
    for not being able to do, feel try, and want more.

  33. albana · April 1, 2014 · Permalink

    i understand. it hurts. i cut myself too. it helps with my pain, my heartbreak, it gets me through the people who say shit, the bullies, the tears in the middle of the night. i just wish i was 8 again no fear, no tears, no scars, no pain………….

  34. I'm lost · April 5, 2014 · Permalink

    I feel like I’ve been lost my whole life. like I’m in the dark wondering around all alone. like I’m at the edge of a cliff hanging on asking for help but no-one is there. my dad killed my mom when I was 9. I had my first child and got married when I was 15. my life has been so hard. I just want help. I feel like I just can’t do it on my own anymore. I tell my husband I need help but he has never tried to get me help and I don’t know how to on my own. I just for once want to be normal. I want to be happy to be alive instead of hoping I won’t wake up one day soon. I’ve tried to be strong because my kids need me but I’m just so tired.

  35. Jorge · April 11, 2014 · Permalink

    I hurt others so bad that now my mind, body and soul hurts..

  36. die · April 11, 2014 · Permalink

    Would it be better If I just die?
    Would it make peoples eyes feel better from looking at a ball if hate an sadness ? would people finally know how I feel when I’m gone or would they keep on calling me stupid and ugle ? What would people life’s be like with out me , good or bad ?
    The only way to know is just dissapear because every one will finally know what bullying does to people at my age!
    If you care about me please follow me on Google plus its Elizabeth anderson My profile pic is asuna from s.a.o .
    Please I need help .

  37. Emptiness · April 12, 2014 · Permalink

    It’s 4am. I’m sitting alone in my room completely empty inside. I found this site while searching for anything that would help me define what’s happening inside of me. That feeling of being completely worthless. When I don’t know what to do with the coming day, with myself. Filled with questions without answers, with so many problems without solution that I just want to disappear. With the terrible feeling of losing the precious time of my life and having no idea how to change it…

  38. wendy Buckler · May 10, 2014 · Permalink

    Me and my boyfriend were seriously in love for 3 years and we were planning to get married but one day he came to my house and told me he was no longer interested in our relationship simply because he was dating another lady who promise to buy him a car and to sponsor their wedding. And i suffered a heartbreak for five months and i was not tired of loving him. One faithful day as i was browsing through the internet, i saw a testimony on how a spell caster helped a man to get back his wife after two years of losing his wife because he was no longer having a job. through this Email dr.marnish@ yahoo. com, i sent an email to dr.marnish contact him for help and surprisingly my boy friend came back 3 days after the help of the spell caster. and now we are happily back together. He is the most trusted, genuine and real love spell caster
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  39. No Bull · May 12, 2014 · Permalink

    I’m 17, have had friends that had depression for 9 years and figured out some little things most people never do about depression.

    It’s one of those things, like a cancer, it lies there building up and it doesn’t show any signs until it’s too late.

    Remember that no one is ever fine, even those without depression. Everyone has problems.

    Never, ever, EVER talk about their depression unless they’re comfortable with it. Just treat them like they’re normal, and at least some of it goes away.

    A lot of the time, people can’t say it, because they don’t want anyone to worry, and they’re afraid people will criticize them.

    If you’re going to try and “help”, remember you’re hurting, not healing.

    Often, depression can be just like melancholy and exuberance in a sense: senseless and unreasonable. You can’t “cure” something unreasonable with reasonable advice. They want to be listened to, not listen.

    Seriously, depression is pent up anger, frustration, jealousy, things that society doesn’t allow you to show.

    Guess what?

    These emotions make you human.

    The best way to deal with a person with depression is indifference to it. You can’t act like a friend, and advise them or give them positive feedback (they won’t listen), you can’t act like a critic and be tough about it (it makes them feel weak), and you sure as hell can’t act like their doctor (they will hate you. Forever). Be like a diary. Stay with them till the bitter end, and just like a diary, they will talk to you whether they feel like it, and will let you know when they feel like they want to.

    Depressing people are selfish and demanding in a way, needing both attention and not wanting it, and they will fight you tooth and nail to keep that wall between you and their feelings. Stay with them, and fight equally as hard to be as indifferent as you can, until those barriers break down. At this point you can ask whatever you want about their personal life and they will comply.

    Depression healing is much like leading a child. You need to hold its reluctant hand, and not bark orders at it.

    And then finally, after 4 or 5 years of slowly knit friendship, of hardship, of straining patience, and after the walls have been broken and she’s finally free from her own prison…

    You have a lovable, beautiful person that went through all the torment, and lived to tell about it.

    It’s an amazing thing to see this person genuinely smile, to see what’s behind the mask, to get sincere “I love you”s, and all the shit we went through together feels worth it to have what I have today.
    This person is my girlfriend.
    And I couldn’t be happier to say that.

  40. Jess · June 1, 2014 · Permalink

    I really don’t think it matter whether you are skinny or large, depression is a thing that everyone is suseptable too. Looks and appearances aren’t required when the dark cloud chooses it’s next victim. We are all beautiful in our own ways whether we see it or not. I can’t stress this enough! We can’t keep seeing the good I people but seeing if they are pretty enough or not!

  41. 14 · June 11, 2014 · Permalink

    Depression is a hindden monster destroying me from the inside out. I feel lost, confused, unwanted, unloved, and just one huge mistake. But if you ask Ill tell you I’m ok.

  42. WhoAmIBecauseIDon'tKnow · June 15, 2014 · Permalink

    you know compared to others my life is fine, but no matter how I convince myself it never works. All I can see is a emotionally unstable, mentally unstable, stupid, broken, stressed, always scared, wreck of a girl. No matter how many times I tell myself I am fine there is nothing wrong,even when I show everyone a happy face and almost convince myself I fine, I just break again. Some of those picture are right I feel like I’m drowning and I’m too scared to tell for fear everyone will abandon me once they see past the mask.

  43. Taya Olson · July 16, 2014 · Permalink

    I feel the same as what most of these quotes are saying and nobody really gets it unless its happening to them too.

  44. Taya Olson · July 16, 2014 · Permalink

    I dont even remember the last time i was acually happy and didnt need to force myself to do so.

  45. Me Myself & I · October 25, 2014 · Permalink

    I’m a victim of this so called mental illness. I’m 36 years old and i still battle with it almost everyday& nights. I’ve been to counseling, but that only lasted so long before it began to break my wallet, go to the gym to help with the depression “anxiety”. I’ve lost love ones and they lost me because of my thoughts I battle with before bed and around 1-3am in the morning. I seen doctors as well for meds but they want to put me on antipsychotic medicines. My point being is there’s all types of depressions. I try to explain what depression feels like, its like a withdrawal from and addiction. Being loved is the best medicine for someone that is depressed. Big, skinny, ugly, poor, broken hearted and of course being lonely. It’s all not worth giving your life up for. Deal with the cards that God has dealt you. Someone quoted “if you can’t sleep at night it means somebody else is dreaming about you”. Iifes a journey and never give up on yourself. Depression is an illness but it will take time to get over it or deal with it.

  46. Seeindee · October 27, 2014 · Permalink

    I can relate to most of the quotes; its an awful sensation. You really don’t have an answer why you truly feel like this…you wish you knew, but you dont. I wish I knew.

  47. Tadge · October 30, 2014 · Permalink

    Right now i’m not in a happy place,i feel useless,that i’m not wanted or needed,thing is if i try to say this to anyone,all i’ll get is….Oh,you’re all right,there’s nothing wrong,You’re trying to draw attention to yourself,and the old classic…What have you got to be worried about.
    I was with my brother the other week,we were in a crowded bar,and at one point i felt so alone,did my brother notice or really care….NO!all he was bothered about was keeping in with his so called friends,and the stupid card game they play.
    People like me are always there for anyone that has a problem,but who’s there for me!!!

  48. KAI BUGG · November 12, 2014 · Permalink

    So I was standing in the hallways of my school, and my “friend” walked up to me, and asked if I was okay, of course my normal response was “I’m fine” followed by a fake smile. Then he said “You look depressed” and then I thought, is my acting skills fading, is it becoming that obvious? I thought maybe it was just because I was staring into space, but then I thought, but I wasn’t. I think to myself, is my pain really becoming noticeable? I sure hope not. Because people here will say I’m asking for attention.

  49. Zee · November 14, 2014 · Permalink

    When my mother died in my hands, a part of me if not all of me died there with her. I will never understand how a person can beg that much and not be heard, how a 16 year old girl can have both her parents be taken away from her. It was too soon! Am i not worthy of a mother’s love? Dont i deserve to feel complete? To be normal? I often find myself seeking for love in all the wrong places. There is absolutely nothing to look forward to. I have nothing to live for, no amount of talk or medication can ever fix me up. I just want out, i’ve had it! Im so tired. I am 20 and i am already exhuasted

  50. Name · November 22, 2014 · Permalink

    Why do most of these refer to women what dont men get depression?

  51. M · November 30, 2014 · Permalink

    I’m reaching 40 and I really do NOT know why I’m still around. I can never forgive someone who ‘saved’ me when I was 13 by cutting me down, and I think upon that every minute of every day. Since then I have made many ‘half assed’ attempts to ship out, none successful, that damned internal instinct to survive always gets me to the toilet to spew out the poison, or makes me wrap up the wound I just made to stop the bleeding, or makes me struggle out of the noose before I black out. It will never end, this is something that is part of who I am, and I do not want to be imprisoned or ‘have my personality altered with drugs’ — for the most part I DO like who I am, just feel like who I am isn’t really ‘part’ of the universe we live in today.

    At least for the past 10ish years or so I know why I’m around, judge me as you want, but its my cat. I just could not inflict upon him the life he would have if I was gone – who would take him and treat him as I have, who would even know how much he has done for me, just by being there to amuse and cheer me up when needed.

    There’s nothing or nobody else around to keep me going – I’ve failed at every relationship I have had, longest relationships I’ve had were 2-3 weeks long. No woman would want to be around someone as useless as I. AS someone else said here, I AM that ‘ugly, fat old man’ In my eyes(Truthfully I’m not really ugly, defiantly don’t look 40, and I’m not really that fat, but how we see ourselves, and the things people say over the years to ‘boost’ their own self worth, stick and persist long, long after the ones who said such things forgot they could even have said the things they said, could not even know how those things hurt another.

    I don’t hate anyone, Not even myself. As I’ve said, I LIKE who I am, yet I still know, without any shadow of a doubt, that I WILL end my life sometime. But for all of you suffering alone with the rest of us, find whatever thing keeps you going, and know that you ARE important. Even if you do end it, know that you HAVE made an impact somewhere, to someone.

  52. bonnie · November 30, 2014 · Permalink

    I am 56yrs old and have suffered depression for a long time. It sucks. I finally got on some meds to try and see if it would help, but its not helping all that much. So much has happened in my life and my family thinks i should just get over it. Family and friends dont always understand, and they only way anyone can get over it is by passing away. One day that will happen for me and when it does it will be the day when i will be able to finally rest. Until then alone i will be living in my dark hole i made for me.

  53. megan hussey · December 3, 2014 · Permalink

    I’ve been depressed for a long time now, i have never told anyone…because i didn’t want to. sometimes i just want to tell everyone especially my parents, like it would release me and i would be free…but i just can’t, i recently told my 3 close friends, but they did not believe me, they said i didn’t really have ”depression” they looked at me like i was just looking for attention but thats the thing, if i was looking for attention i would parade my cuts around for everyone to see, i would have told people a long time ago.
    my worst nightmare came true that night, i feel even more alone than before, i have nobody that believes me because i have been wearing a fake smile for so long, i was the girl that everybody thought i had it all. and i do, thats why i feel guilty. thats why i cut. i have a good family a home, never been bullied but yet i have never felt more sad…not even sad, i feel numb. you guys and the quotes really helped though, i feel like you understand.

  54. Alan Jones · December 4, 2014 · Permalink

    Wow so real are these quotes. 20 +years down the road and I still become helpless and feel the same pain when it decides to attack. You think you’re getting on top of it…then whack, out of the blue, without any mercy!!

  55. christina · December 4, 2014 · Permalink

    I would have added to the list but I didn’t have to. Everything here totally described me.

  56. dontworryaboutit · December 5, 2014 · Permalink

    well my depression is like a black hole in my mind that brings a lack of motivation and a pulsating pain that does not go away. i made it go away before but now i’m fighting tooth and nail and a can shake it just trying to hold on what hope is left but how long until thats gone too.

  57. Chuck Knig · December 6, 2014 · Permalink

    Most of this seems so true.
    When you assess your life
    and find that you have a negative balance
    and you seem not to be able to do anything positive;
    then why would you want to be so insensitive of others as to
    stay around.

  58. John · December 13, 2014 · Permalink

    At 55 it is a constant battle to believe that for at least a couple of people it is better for them for me to be in there life than not. That is the only thing that keeps me going and sometimes it is hard.

  59. Amber Parker · December 15, 2014 · Permalink

    I suffer from depression. I used to be a happy person until about the last two years. I have survived an abusive marriage, being betrayed by people I thought were my best friends and being stalked by my husbands crazy ex fiance. All of these things are with me every day and over time they have changed me. I’m angry, sad, going insane on a daily basis and it’s getting worse as time goes on. I search for image like these because for some reason in some way looking at them and reading things like this somehow makes me feel less depressed. Thanks to the people who put these things on the internet for others to see.

  60. Nicholas Blackmore · January 1, 2015 · Permalink

    I thought the messages were very good as in thoughtful and accurate. Someone commented on the ladies in the pics not wearing much, but I interpret that as feeling vulnerable and also that others can see (or think they can see) right into our private thoughts and then write us off.

    For my part I feel like the character in a 2000AD Halo Jones cartoon, called ‘the glyph’ who stopped being such that people would notice her. In the office I experimented with saying ridiculous things at meetings and sure enough, I was ignored.

    Thank you for posting this list, it helps me to not feel so alone.

    Also, as a comment, what does it matter if I am male or female if I feel sick at the thought of physical contact with someone else?

    And also, being the way I am does not mean that I am stupid, it is not the same thing. So why did half the GP’s I have met treat me like an idiot?

  61. charlie mivchasrl · January 4, 2015 · Permalink

    I’m like that everyday; every quote. good for nothing, wanted by no one

  62. charlie mivchasrl · January 4, 2015 · Permalink

    How can anyone ever escape such torment. Even on a good day, people like me are haunted. I was always the last one picked, when there was no one else. picked on. bullied, made fun of. I’ve been to a shrink or two but nothing really gets any better. 60 years answering the call, and spilling tears.
    Where IS GOD? You see all these things in the bible, but the march downward is endless. trying to see a pinhole of a star in the darkness of depression and no sense of worth. Maybe they exist for a time is music, blues, even abandonment from reality offers some respite, but frankly, every quote, every picture, every depressed and downtrodden theme on this whole link/chain is life as Charlie that he has ever known. When you’re not wanted, what is there left?

  63. DEPRESSED IS NOT WHAT I WANTED TO BE WHEN I GREW UP! · January 9, 2015 · Permalink

    As someone who has experienced mild to moderate depression for 33 years, and so far won the battle, I can say that unless you have lived with it, you can make no sense of it and even then it’s a coin toss. I am once again battling the darkness. I am 57 years old. I lost my only son, my mother, my brother and my best friend in four short years. During that same time I went through a divorce and was working three part-time jobs. Still I did not give in. I fought my way back only to have it reappear time and again. It appears out of the blue for no reason in particular other than I was enjoying life and depression thought I was having too good a time.

    I work with others who have mental illness and have seen people from all walks of life tormented through no fault of their own. It is my own belief that there’s nothing we can do to stop some types of depression. Some of us have a predisposition to developing the illness. (My brother battled depression all his adult life and my daughter has had bouts since she was 17.)

    We can learn to recognize the warning signs, to live with it, to cope with it, to survive it, but there are no guarantees it won’t return with a vengeance.

    The tell-tale signs, the red flags that I can usually recognize were not there this time. It just hit me and I realized this very morning that there was no way I could go to work and face my co-workers, pretending I was fine. I called in sick and then felt guilty because I pretended my cold had gotten worse. I realized that even people who understand or pretend to understand mental illness, would probably not accept that I had to stay home because I was mentally unable to face the day, to face them, to face the fact my depression was back. From past experience, I witnessed two of my co-workers accuse another behind his back of “faking it” or “just wanting sympathy”. You see, even though people say they understand, they don’t. Some are judgemental; some are uncaring; some are unsupportive; but most are not. The good ones are the people you need to turn to. The ones who love you when you’re not very loveable, who will be there for you when you’re pushing them away and who will listen to you when you just need to talk. They are the ones you should cherish for they are the truly important people in your life.

    I now await an appointment to see a counsellor to help me claw my way back to normalcy, or some semblance of it. My normal is probably not like anyone else’s normal. Or as I often tell people: “There’s no such thing as normal; it’s just a setting on the washing machine.”

    I have a beautiful, talented, smart daughter, I have a roof over my head, I have a vehicle to get me where I need to go, I have two wonderful, supportive sisters, I have one best friend and I even have a few dollars in the bank. I have a fairly good life and I am grateful for it. When I feel myself on that slippery slope into depression I become angry and occasionally host a pity party. I ask myself what I did to deserve this illness. Sometimes I think I can cope on my own only to find myself spiralling downward. Then somehow, I find the courage and strength to ask for help and manage to climb out. All the good things in my life give me that strength.

    I have contemplated suicide several times, but something held me back. Something made me think about the ones I’d be leaving behind. I push those thoughts back into the recesses of my mind now because I know it isn’t the answer. I know that there is help and I know I can overcome this latest episode in time.

    I don’t pretend to know about other people’s experience with depression. I only know how it affects me. I do know this: There is HOPE; there is HELP. Just ask.

  64. ugly duckling · January 11, 2015 · Permalink

    I don’t understand what the world is, why I’m here , what ugly is ,what pretty is , why they cut , why I cut . I just want out…

  65. ugly duckling · January 11, 2015 · Permalink

    I dealt with druggie parents , a sister and brother I don’t know , abusive grandma ,being homeless , bullying , depreshion , cutting , death ,and yet I still struggle listening to the girl next to me complaining about a broken nail without strangling her. The world is a dark place I wish it didn’t exist . I’m 10.

  66. Christine Cendrecourt · January 20, 2015 · Permalink

    “My past haunts me constantly”…. From my childhood till now, for I am not worthy of Family Love Forgivness and understanding….I can’t fight this anymore I just want to be happy.

  67. L Boogie · February 9, 2015 · Permalink

    i wonder if anyone has published a study as to how many of us were verbally, psychologically, physically or sexually abused? (Or any combo of the above?) it seems though that the continued pain of being a silent victim is better than the silent shame of perpetrating the abuse on innocents.

  68. holls · March 11, 2015 · Permalink

    That is all very true,very true .

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