Anxiety Quotes - No event is depressing
“I
wake up scared and I'm scared all day. I'm scared of being scared. Scared of
"losing it". Scared of not being able to function. Scared of being
hospitalized. Scared that I am not okay. Scared of what life is and if I am
wasting mine. Scared that I have no home - that even the place I call home has
no bottom to it and I will just keep falling under and under and under.”
―
Melissa Broder, So Sad Today: Personal Essays
“Whoever
has learned to be anxious in the right way has learned the ultimate.”
―
Søren Kierkegaard, The Concept of Anxiety: A Simple Psychologically Orienting
Deliberation on the Dogmatic Issue of Hereditary Sin
“When
we start being too impressed by the results of our work, we slowly come to the
erroneous conviction that life is one large scoreboard where someone is listing
the points to measure our worth. And before we are fully aware of it, we have
sold our soul to the many grade-givers. That means we are not only in the
world, but also of the world. Then we become what the world makes us. We are
intelligent because someone gives us a high grade. We are helpful because
someone says thanks. We are likable because someone likes us. And we are
important because someone considers us indispensable. In short, we are
worthwhile because we have successes. And the more we allow our accomplishments
— the results of our actions — to become the criteria of our self-esteem, the
more we are going to walk on our mental and spiritual toes, never sure if we
will be able to live up to the expectations which we created by our last
successes. In many people’s lives, there is a nearly diabolic chain in which
their anxieties grow according to their successes. This dark power has driven
many of the greatest artists into self-destruction.”
―
Henri J.M. Nouwen, Out of Solitude: Three Meditations on the Christian Life
“She
isn't traumatized, she isn't weighed down by any obvious grief. She's just sad,
all the time. An evil little creature that wouldn't have shown up on any X-rays
was living in her chest, rushing through her blood and filling her head with
whispers, saying she wasn't good enough, that she was weak and ugly and would
never be anything but broken. You can get it into your head to do some
unbelievably stupid things when you run out of tears, when you can't silence
the voices no one else can hear, when you've never been in a room where you
felt normal. In the end you get exhausted from always tensing the skin around
your ribs, never letting your shoulders sink, brushing along walls all your
life with white knuckles, always afraid that someone will notice you, because
no one's supposed to do that.
All
Nadia knew was that she had never felt like someone who had anything in common
with anyone else. She had always been entirely alone in every emotion. She sat
in a classroom full of her contemporaries, looking like everything was the same
as usual, but inside she was standing in a forest screaming until her heart
burst. The trees grew until one day the sunlight could no longer break through
the foliage, and the darkness in here became impenetrable.”
―
Fredrik Backman, Anxious People
“Men
seek rest in a struggle against difficulties; and when they have conquered
these, rest becomes insufferable.”
―
Blaise Pascal, Pensées
“Did
you have one of those days today, like a nail in the foot? Did the pterodactyl
corpse dropped by the ghost of your mother from the spectral Hindenburg forever
circling the Earth come smashing through the lid of your glass coffin? Did the
New York strip steak you attacked at dinner suddenly show a mouth filled with
needle-sharp teeth, and did it snap off the end of your fork, the last
solid-gold fork from the set Anastasia pressed into your hands as they took her
away to be shot? Is the slab under your apartment building moaning that it
cannot stand the weight on its back a moment longer, and is the building
stretching and creaking? Did a good friend betray you today, or did that good
friend merely keep silent and fail to come to your aid? Are you holding the
razor at your throat this very instant? Take heart, comfort is at hand. This is
the hour that stretches. Djan karet. We are the cavalry. We're here. Put away
the pills. We'll get you through this bloody night. Next time, it'll be your
turn to help us.
"Eidolons"
(1988)”
―
Harlan Ellison
“The
soul is "torn apart in a painful condition as long as it prefers the
eternal because of its Truth but does not discard the temporal because of
familiarity.”
―
St. Augustine of Hippo, Confessions
“I'd
developed an inability to demonstrate much negative emotion at all. It was
another thing that made me seem like a dick - my stomach could be all oiled
eels, and you would get nothing from my face and less from my words. It was a
constant problem: too much control or no control at all.”
―
Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl
“Fear,
anxiety, arousal, and pain; all are emotions and sensations. They are neither
right, nor are they wrong; good nor bad. They are simply passions, a most
important part of life. Feel them, fully experience them, surrender to them,
and learn to accept them. As a submissive, you must let go. André Chevalier”
―
Nikki Sex, Fate
“No
event is depressing. I may feel depressed; if so, I take responsibility.”
―
Larry Godwin, Transcending Depression: Quest Without a Compass
“Care
keeps his watch in every old man’s eye,
And
where care lodges, sleep will never lie.”
―
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
“Today
I hit rock bottom but didn’t busy myself with activity to take my mind off it,
like I usually do. I allowed myself to sink as deep as possible. It’s like an
infection: let it run its course and be done with it. Rising, I felt cleansed.”
―
Larry Godwin, Transcending Depression: Quest Without a Compass
“For
so many years, I couldn’t understand why every time I thought that someone
finally loved me, like… for real, they would eventually turn to vapor. Every
person whom I’ve ever loved is trapped inside of my chest. I’ve breathed all of
them in so deeply that I’ve nearly choked and died on every soul that I’ve ever
given myself to.”
―
Jennifer Elisabeth, Born Ready: Unleash Your Inner Dream Girl
“What
doesn't kill you very often makes you weaker. What doesn't kill you can leave
you limping for the rest of your days. What doesn't kill you can make you
scared to leave your house, or even your bedroom, and have you trembling, or
mumbling incoherently, or leaning with your head on a window pane, wishing you
could return to the time before the thing that didn't kill you.”
― Matt Haig, Reasons to Stay Alive
