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“I don’t want to see anyone. I lie in the bedroom with the curtains drawn and nothingness washing over me like a sluggish wave.

Whatever is happening to me is my own fault. I have done something wrong, something so huge I can’t even see it, something that’s drowning me. I am inadequate and stupid, without worth. I might as well be dead.”

― Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye

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“I wondered why I couldn’t go the whole way doing what I should any more. This made me sad and tired. Then I wondered why I couldn’t go the whole way doing what I shouldn’t, the way Doreen did, and this made me even sadder and more tired.” ―

 Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

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“I don’t want to do anything. I don’t even want to start this day because then I’ll just be expected to finish it.” 

― Rainbow Rowell, Fangirl

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“So you try to think of someone else you’re mad at, and the unavoidable answer pops into your little warped brain: everyone.” 

― Ellen Hopkins

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“He: What’s the matter with you?

Me: Nothing.

Nothing was slowly clotting my arteries. Nothing slowly numbing my soul. Caught by nothing, saying nothing, nothingness becomes me. When I am nothing they will say surprised in the way that they are forever surprised, “but there was nothing the matter with her.” 

― Jeanette Winterson, Gut Symmetries

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“Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet;

and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off – then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can.” 

― Herman Melville, Moby-Dick

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“It’s so hard to talk when you want to kill yourself. That’s above and beyond everything else, and it’s not a mental complaint-it’s a physical thing, like it’s physically hard to open your mouth and make the words come out.

They don’t come out smooth and in conjunction with your brain the way normal people’s words do; they come out in chunks as if from a crushed-ice dispenser; you stumble on them as they gather behind your lower lip. So you just keep quiet.”

― Ned Vizzini, It’s Kind of a Funny Story

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“I don’t want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I’ve had it. I am so tired. I am twenty and I am already exhausted.” 

― Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation

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. “I start to think there really is no cure for depression, that happiness is an ongoing battle, and I wonder if it isn’t one I’ll have to fight for as long as I live. I wonder if it’s worth it.” 

― Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation

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. “I’ll never forget how the depression and loneliness felt good and bad at the same time. Still does.”―

 Henry Rollins, The Portable Henry Rollins