One thing I know is true. Try never to abandon hope for if you do, hope will surely try to abandon you.
There is one thing we know about meaning: that meaning consists in attachment to something bigger than you are.
As to whether the depression will come back, it is every depressive’s fear.
Bad enough to be ill, but to feel compelled to deny the very thing that, in its worst and most active state, defines you is agony indeed.
Sometimes I think depression should be called the coping illness. So many of us struggle on, not daring or knowing how to ask for help. More of us, terribly, go undiagnosed.
I had carried on when all I wanted was to be dead. I had stayed alive for other people. I never stayed alive for myself. I cannot begin to describe the intensity of that effort.
A part of my depression lies, I think, in my unanswered question: Where is home? I feel a sense, always, of trying to find my way back to a place that doesn’t exist.
I find it easy to spot a depressive. The illness is scrawled across them like graffiti.
Everyone else has a work party,’Kate said. ‘So why shouldn’t we? We’re working hard at not being mad.
I often find myself grateful for the comfort of strangers; a man who gave up his seat for me on the bus, a woman who helped me out with a heavy shopping bag. Remembering small acts of kindness puts the world in a finer, sweeter order.
I believe, completely, that life is about connection; that nothing else truly matters.
If our minds can hold us back, then they can push us forwards too.
Only by acceptance of the past will you alter its meaning.
Letting go is not getting rid of. Letting go is letting be.
Try never to abandon hope for if you do, hope will surely try to abandon you.
When you have spent long years in the dark, there is joy in seeing the light and pleasure, above all, in the ordinary.
Whatever you think you can do or believe you can do, begin it. Action has magic, grace and power in it.