Depression, Suicide, & Self-Injury Quotes

Don't hold strong opinions about things you don't understand.  My time has come, and so I'm gone. To a better place, far beyond. I love you all as you can see. But it's better now, because I'm free. Sometimes you need to run away just to see who will follow you. It's hard to answer the question "what's wrong" when nothings right. I'm tired of trying, sick of crying, I know I've been smiling, but inside I'm dying. Maybe one day it will be ok again. That's all I want. I don't care what it takes. I just want to be ok again. When I was younger crying always seemed to be the answer. Now that I'm older crying seems to be the only option. I guess there comes a point where you just have to stop trying because it hurts to much to hold on anymore. You say I'm always happy, and that I'm good at what I do, but what you'll never realize is, I'm a damn good actress too. Just because I'm smiling doesn't mean I'm happy. Tired of living and scared of dying. I don't necessarily want to be happy; I just want to stop feeling miserable. Don't fall into the trap of pretending everything's fine when you know it isn't. The hardest years in life are those between ten and seventy. I'm just learning how to smile, and that's not easy to do. Sometimes it hurts more to smile in front of everyone, then to cry all alone. I want to be remembered as the girl who always smiled the one who could brighten up your day, even if she couldn't brighten her own. Just when I thought my life was coming together, I realized it was just starting to fall apart. Stop the world I wanna get off. I bleed for you that's why I cut those simple scars are just deep thoughts. You bleed just to know your alive. Death is God's way of saying you're fired. Suicide is humans way of saying you can't fire me, I quit. I don't know what I want in life. I don't know what I want right now. All I know is that I'm hurting so much inside that it's eating me, and one day, there won't be any of me left. Everything that ever caused a tear to trickle down my cheek, I run away and hide from it. But now, everything is unwinding and finding its way back towards me. And I don't know what to do. I just know that pain I felt so long ago, it's hurting ten time more. It's the loneliest feeling in the world - to find yourself standing up when everyone else is sitting down. To have everybody look at you and say "what's the matter with her?" I know what it feels like. Walking down an empty street, listening to the sound of your own footsteps. Shutters closed, blinds drawn, doors locked against you. And you aren't sure whether you're walking toward something, or if you're just walking away. You start life with a clean slate. Then you begin to make your mark. You face decisions, make choices. You keep moving forward. But sooner or later there comes a time where you look back over where you have been and wonder who you really are. I don't know if I'm getting better or just used to the pain. I know it seems like I'm this strong person who can get though anything, but inside I'm fragile. I've had so many things thrown at me, and each one has only made a crack. What I'm afraid of is shattering. Maybe I am crazy but laughing makes the pain pass by. I love sleep. My life has this tendency to fall apart when I'm awake. I know what its like to want to die; how it hurts to smile; how you try to fit in but you can't; how you hurt yourself on the outside; to try to kill the thing that's in the inside. Even the people who never frown eventually breakdown. How can you understand me when I can't understand myself? I hate what I have become to escape what I hated being. It's like I realized that way down inside, I've always been lonely for something. But I don't know what for. It's like everybody in the world want's something. Only they never really know exactly what it is - they just keep finding out what it's not. You know how, when you turn off the TV or you come out of some concert, and everything just feels empty? Like you thought that would be what you wanted, and then it wasn't? You look at me and think, 'she's so happy' but there's so much behind this little smile that you will never know. Do you ever have those times you cry and you don't know why? People are always telling me to smile, like smiling is going to just take away all the hurt and pain. Well I've tried that I've tried hiding my sorrows and covering the sadness in smiles and what I've learned is that when it hurts this much inside your heart always has a way of showing it no matter how many masks you wear. Let no one think I gave in. The pain is there to remind me that I'm still alive. It seems to me that the harder I try the harder I fall. Refuse to feel anything at all, refuse to slip, refuse to fall, can't be weak, can't stand still, watch your back because no one else will. There's no excuse for the need to take your own life away, everyone passes through some rough obstacles if life, just face them as they come along, there's always a way to overcome those obstacles, and learn from your experiences. If you can't solve it, it isn't a problem - it's reality. And sometimes reality is the hardest thing to understand and the thing that takes the longest to realize. But once it hits you in the face you'll never forget it. It will always be there in your memories and sometimes that is the best way to look at it. It's funny the way you can get use to the tears and the pain. What do you do when you become too scared, too scared to live, too scared to die, too scared to love, too scared to even care? You can't just hug me and say it's okay because right n... it doesn't feel that w... Sometimes the littlest thing in life changes something forever and there will be times when you wish you can go back to how things used to be but you just can't because things have changed so much. I just wish I could roll back the clocks to when things were the same... then we were all just a bunch of crazy teenagers looking for a wild time. But now, thing aren't the same. Each of us have gone our different ways. We change, people change, things just change, and we aren't those crazy teenagers looking for a wild time anymore. We're teenagers looking for a person to love and a person to hug when we're in need. Sometimes I think that if I wasn't so good at pretending to be, I'd be better at actually being happy. Her sadness did not have that. It dripped slowly into her life without her noticing it, at least, not noticing it until it consumed her fully and smothered her with darkness. I quit, I give up, nothing's good enough for anybody else, it see... when Im all alone it's best way to be. When I'm by myself nobody else can say good-bye. Everything is temporary anyway. Everybody's searching for a hero. People need someone to look up to. I never found anyone who fulfilled my need... a lonely place to be, and so I learned to depend on me. Pain is your friend, it tells you when you're seriously injured, it keeps you awake and angry but the best thing about it is it lets you know that you're alive. I have a tendency to hurt myself physically, when I'm hurting inside. When your sure you've had enough of this life... don't let yourself go... because everybody cries... everybody hurts sometimes... sometimes everything is wrong.Some of us are just trying to get through the day without falling apart. Every night before I go to sleep I lie on my bed and stare up at my blank walls. I try to imagine the future, but right now it's as blank as those walls. All I can see is a past that I barely recognize any more. I don't want the world to see me, because I don't think that they'd understand. Look at me. You may think you see who I really am, but you'll never know me. There's a smile on my face but I don't know why it's there... I put it on to satisfy all the people that don't even care. I'm often silent when I am screaming inside. The deepest people are the ones who've been hurt the most. Someone once asked me, 'Why do you always insist on taking the hard road?' I replied, 'Why do you assume I see two roads?' Wear a mask that grins and lies, it hides our cheeks and shades our eyes. The debt we pay to human guile, with torn and broken hearts, we smile. Sometimes I feel like nobody has held me down and forced me to cry or made me hug them, or seen to the inside of me. I just say 'oh I'm fine' and walk away. Nobody's ever said to me 'no you're not'. Do you ever get that feeling where you don't want to talk to anybody? You don't want to smile and you don't want to fake being happy. But at the same time you don't know exactly what's wrong either. There isn't a way to explain it to someone who doesn't already understand. If you could want anything in the world it would be to be alone. People have stopped being comforting and being along never was. At least when you're alone no one will constantly ask you what is wrong and there isn't anyone who won't take 'I don't know' for an answer. You feel the way you do just because. You hope the feeling will pass soon and that you will be able to be yourself again, but until then all you can do is wait. Some people try to understand, but nobody can know what living like this is like. You never know when you wake up, if all will be the same, or if you'll be back in your dark place, again to feel the pain. No one can see the pain what we hide, they're happy for us to keep it inside, our fear is our own; they don't want to know. Why should we involve them; why should it show. Our generation has had no Great war, no Great Depression. Our war is spiritual. Our depression is our lives. So drop the little razor, and pick up your life, forget all the bad things, the pain and the strife. I'm not my usual self being quiet and lonely isn't 'me' crying all night, acting all day this isn't how it's supposed to be. I'm hurting so bad inside I just wish you could see... I'm struggling to be someone that isn't even close to me. Beware the person who has nothing to lose. In the end, music is your only friend. When your going thru hell... it's best to just keep on going... What's the point in screaming? No ones listening anyway. I'm young and I'm hopeless... I'm lost and I know this... I'm going nowhere fast... that's what they say... I'm troublesome, I've fallen... I'm angry at my Father... it's me against this world and I don't care. She's not the kind of girl who likes to tell the world about the way she feels about herself. Did it surprise you that I am not who you thought I was? Did it surprise you to find that I don't exactly stand for what you thought I stood for all along? Did it surprise you to find that I'm not exactly how I played myself out to be? That the person you thought I was is actually nothing to what I am. Everyone sees who I appear to be but only a few know the real me, you only see what I choose to show there's so much behind my smile you just don't know. I like having low self-esteem it makes me feel special. Take it from someone who's fallen... it's a long way down. They say you need to pray, if you want to go to heaven. But they don't tell you what to say when your whole life has gone to hell. The only thing standing between me and total happiness is reality. The beautiful thing about music is when it hits you, you fell no pain. True strength is holding it together when everyone else would understand if you fall apart. The only thing worse then being hated is being ignored. At least when they hate you they treat you like you exist. There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with. Rock bottom is good solid ground, and a dead end street is just a place to turn around. She is the quietest kind of rebel. She could shut out the whole world, including herself. Our scars have the power to remind us that the past is real. Nothing can stop me now because I don't care anymore. In that one instance I hated everyone in my life, everyone and everything, and me most of all. She was like a flower that had been battered by a storm, but not quite destroyed. Gradually, she began to strengthen and bloom again. She was a girl who knew how to be happy even when she was sad and that's important you know. I'll fake all the smiles, if it stops all the questions. Behind this innocent smile of mine, lay words left unsaid. Words of longing, love, anger, and hate, all repeated inside my head. I've been a loser all my life. I'm not about to change. If you don't like it, there's a door. Nobody made you stay. But its ironic because that's how I live my life. I smile on the outside, and everyone thinks I'm doing fine but I'm always dieing inside, always one step away from the edge you know? I can't be happy to be who I am because I don't know who I am anymore. Be patient and tough; some day this pain will be useful to you. I just realized that were all a bunch of actresses and we've fooled everyone into believing that we're all okay... I'm just waiting for the day when I can convince myself of that.---Jupiter_Girl I smile, I smile all the time, you're just not around to see it. I just like playing games with people, I always hope there'll be someone smart enough to see through me but you're all so stupid. I'm so happy, cause today I found my friends, they're in my head.---Kurt Cobain I wouldn't be surprised if I was voted most likely to kill everyone at a high school dance.--- Kurt Cobain I'd rather hang out with the losers that would sit and smoke a cigarette than the ones who wanted to throw a baseball.---Kurt Cobain All rock music is good as long as it has passion and feeling---Kurt Cobain If you die you're completely happy and your soul somewhere lives on. I'm not afraid of dying. Total peace after death, becoming someone else is the best hope I've got.---Kurt Cobain QUIET! I can't hear you & all the voices in my head at the same time! If you hold back your feelings because you are afraid of getting hurt, you end up hurting anyway. Not all scars show. Not all wounds heal. Sometimes you can't always see the pain someone feels. When you quit fearing pain, when you learn to love the pain, you will lose all fear of everything. Just because some people don't cry, doesn't mean they're not suffering. I cut to prove to you that you are not the only one that can hurt me. The sky isn't always blue. The sun doesn't always shine. So it's okay to fall apart sometimes. You do it to yourself... and that's why it really hurts. I used to have many faults, not I have only two - everything I say and everything I do... I've come to the point where nothing matters anymore, and things I used to care about aren't worth fighting for. I am not what I ought to be, not what I want to be, but I am thankful that I am better than I used to be... Those who say sunshine brings happiness have never danced in the rain. I'm not afraid of the gun in my hand, I'm not afraid of dying, I'm just afraid of the pain it will bring, and to see my best friends crying. Are you running away from something you don't want? Or running away from something you're afraid to want? I wear my scars proudly. They represent the battles through which I have gone, and I am proud because those battles I have won. You have no idea what I can do. The insane are sane and the sane are insane in a world of craziness. It is a truth universally acknowledged that the moment one area of your life starts going okay, another part of it falls spectacularly to pieces. I believe in whatever gets you through the night. Night is the hardest time to be alive. For me, anyway. It lasts so long, and four am knows all my secrets. Four am is when my dreams die. No matter what you do or say, there's nothing that you can do to make people understand you.---Kurt Cobain Damaged people are dangerous, they know they know they can survive. People dislike alcoholics, but they still drink at parties. People sit in non-smoking section in restaurants, but still enjoy the occasional nicotine jolt. People have strong feelings against self-injurers, but they also take all their emotions out on other people. Such a pretty girl, happy in an ugly place. Watching all the pretty people do lots of ugly things. The apple fall far from the tree she's rotten and so beautiful I'd like to keep her here with me and tell her that she's beautiful she takes the pills to fall asleep and dreams that she's invisible tormented dreams she stays awake recalls when she was capable... Without pain, there would be no suffering, with out suffering we would never learn from out mistakes. To make it right, pain and suffering is the key to all windows, without it, there's no way of life. If I would kill myself tonight, who would remember me tomorrow? No more joy - No more sadness - No emotion - Only madness. I can't see. I don't feel. I can't touch. I don't heal. There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line. Skin is beautiful, don't ruin it with scars just because your life isn't as beautiful. For once life becomes beautiful to you again, your skin wont be so beautiful anymore. Life it seems, will fade away drifting further every day getting lost within myself nothing matters no one else I have lost the will to live simply nothing more to give. I am sad but I'm laughing. Everybody knows that something's wrong but nobody knows what's going on. We all go a little mad sometimes. Haven't you? The question isn't 'who is going to let me'; it's 'who is going to stop me'. And sometimes I have really bad day... when, you know, I just want to hide or scream or bleed or something... Scar tissue has no character. It's not like skin. It doesn't show age or illness or pallor or tan. It has no pores, no hair, no wrinkles. It's like a slip cover. It shields and disguises what's beneath. That's why we grow it; we have something to hide. I only smile in the dark. Every so often I want to dig my fingernails underneath my skin and peel off the face everybody's so used to seeing me in. Every so often I want people to know that I'm not as okay as they think I am. --- onceuponatime It wasn't a suicide attempt, it was an escape from everything awful. When we cut, we're in control - we make our own pain and we can stop it whenever we want. Physical pain relieves mental anguish. For a brief moment, the pain of cutting is the only thing in the cutter's mind, and when that stops and the other comes back, it is weaker. Drugs do that too, and sex, but not like cutting. Nothing is like cutting. To be loved to madness - such was her great desire. Love was to her the one cordial that could drive away the eating loneliness of her days. These cuts are leaving creases. Trace the scars, to fit the pieces, to tell your story, you don't need to say a word. Who am I? I am who I say I am and tomorrow someone else entirely. A pill to make you numb, a pill to you make you dumb, a pill to make you anybody else, but all the drugs in this world won’t save her from herself. We're all quite mad here. Ha... ha ha ha ha ha! You may have noticed that I'm not all there myself. If you don't like the way I am, then don't come around me. If you don't like the way that I talk, then don't listen. If you don't like the way I dress, then don't look. But don't waste my time telling me about it. I don't care. Reality has exiled me; I am no longer bound by it's laws. Sometimes you can cry until there is nothing left wet in you. You can scream and curse to where your throat rebels and ruptures. You can pray all you want to whatever god you think will listen. And still, it makes no difference. It goes on, with no sign as to when it might release you. And you know that if it ever did relent... it would not be because it cared.-Johnny the Homicidal Maniac Sometimes I sit and watch the ink leak from my pen. It comforts me to know something else bleeds the way I do. It's an interesting feeling, really, to scroll through all the numbers in your phone, and realize that there is no one who will understand. My skin is burnt but it heals my heart, with growing pride I’ll wear my scars, I am honored by you hate.--- Tera I guess for some people its always a little easier to appreciate the rainy days instead of sunny days... I've lived in this place and I know all the faces. Each one is different, but they're always the same. They mean me no harm but its time that I face it, they'll never allow me to change... But, I never dreamed home would end up where I don't belong... I'm moving on. Where ever I am I always find myself looking out the window wishing I was somewhere else.---Angelina Jolie There's something about death that is comforting. The thought that you could die tomorrow frees you to appreciate your life now---Angelina Jolie Without pain, there would be no suffering, without suffering we would never learn from our mistakes. To make it right, pain and suffering is the key to all windows, without it, there is no way of life.---Angelina Jolie Do you remember the days when you were a child and simply running outside made you happy? What happened to them?  There's a girl in my mirror crying tonight and there's nothing I can tell her to make her feel alright... I can't stop crying... I don't understand, and it's not the loud, screaming crying... it's just the tears continuously roll down my face, and I can't do anything to stop them. Someday I'll fly away. I can't get my wrists to bleed, just don't know why suicide appeals to me. - Alice Cooper This isn't a perfect world. People do get hurt. You smile when you feel like crying. You act like you're ok, when you're falling apart inside. And you try to let go, you try to move on, because you know there's nothing else you could do. I have no clue why I do what I do. It feels good to have cold metal press against my skin as my problems tear at my soul. The blood drips softly and I cry silently. No one will ever understand me except for other people like me. ---cutegoddess01 Close your eyes, and imagine 5, 10, 15 years from now. You are with your husband and maybe 2, 3 or so kids and your a very happy family, and very self-full-filled and your life is perfect just the way you had always dreamed and hoped, and then your little 5 year old child asks you: "mommy, why do you have all those white scars on your arm?" and then what will you say? I used to take a razor and pull it down real slow and carefully and watch the blood drop out of my skin so that I could see that I am still alive, or so I could feel real physical pain instead of emotional pain. No you can't say that to your child. and even if you do then your child will learn from you and do the same to themselves when ever they are feeling down. you don't really want that now do you. What you think is what you are. what you peruse becomes your reality. ---Babylon_11 You ask why I say nothings wrong when really everything is. You should know what wrong. Your my friends, your making bad decions and its killing me to see you suffer like you are. You just never see how what your doing effects me because you don’t care enough to look and see. ---FastTurtle I cry then I cut, then I cry again, it never ends.--- TeraI was lost. There was nobody for me to talk to about all that you were troubling me with. So I sat alone, with everything inside, and cried myself to sleep. when you talk about feelings, words were too stiff, they were this and not that, they couldn't include all the meanings. In defining, they always left something out.--- White Oleander The skin of a scar is stronger than the original, less aware of pain... Self-injury is a sign of distress not madness. We should be congratulated on having found a way of surviving. When I cut myself, I feel so much better. All the little things that might have been annoying me suddenly seem trivial because I'm concentrating on the pain. Scars are tattoos with better stories. We are male and female. We are artists, athletes, students, and business owners. We have depression, DID, PTSD, eating disorders, borderline personalities, bipolar disorder, or maybe no diagnosis at all. Some of us were abused, some were not. We are straight, bi, and gay. We come from all walks of life and can be any age. We are every single race or religion that you can possibly think of. Our common link is this: We are in pain. We self-injure. And we are not freaks. You see her sitting there and you think 'shes so sad' but its not that shes sad, shes simply given up on pretending to be happy, shes tired of getting up every morning and putting on her fake smile, telling herself 'today will be better'. She doesnt want to be an inconvenience or a bother anymore...she has stopped looking for the light switch in the dark room she calls her life. ~ Never_The_Star If you forget all else remember just this, there are people who love you and want you happy... without you their life would be empty. In reality, I'm slowly losing my mind. Underneath the guise of smile, gradually I'm dying inside. Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly. Cause I don’t want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering. So I wear my disguise till I go home at night and turn down all the lights and then I break down and cry. Everyone is asking me how I feel, how I am and truthly I feel numb. I cant feel anything and honestly I like it. Depression is such a strong emotion, its regret, fear, frustration, isolation, a choice, and sometimes even a form of protection. ~ Never_the_star Loneliness is the human condition. No one is ever going to fill that space. -White Oleander Why don't you just sit down, close your eyes and invent your own world? When you were little you did, even with your eyes open. Sometimes it seems like we're all living in some kind of prison, and the crime is how much we all hate ourselves. It's good to get really dressed up once in a while and admit the truth - that when you look closely, people are so strange and complicated that they're actually beautiful. Possibly even me. As long as you know everything is a lie then you can't hurt yourself.- Manson Do you ever have one of those days where nothing really goes wrong but you feel like you hate the world and the smallest thing that happens can make you break down right there and cry? Cutters are living proof that when the body is ravaged the soul cries out and when the soul is trampled upon, the body bleeds. I'm playing a game I can't win, I keep losing and losing, why do I keep playing? To me it isn't about winning or losing, I'm just enjoying the game. The drastic steps I'm taking are just an act of desperation, no one's gonna miss me so what the hell. I fought and lied I drank too much. Hurt everyone I ever touched, just how much I hurt you is hard to tell. It's not some kind of cry for help just good bye I wish you well because I love you I'm gonna kill myself. --- Tim McGraw I won't leave a note for anyone to find tomorrow they will know what I've done here tonight. --- Tim McGraw Do you ever lay in bed at night hoping you wake up in the emergency room and hear the words "shes not going to make it?" I certainly didn't tell anyone; I didn't advertise that I was doing this, but I didn't necessarily also make sure no one could see that I was injured. In fact, I felt proud of it; I felt good about it. It was like a battle scar: it proved that I had been grievously wounded and survived. When I hid my scars, I did so because I didn't want anyone to think I was a basket case or a mental case and to look down on me or to pity me or to stop hanging out with me - leave me because they couldn't. handle me... You know when you cut yourself really badly, it doesn't hurt at all for awhile you don't feel anything - death, our reaction to death is sort of like that you don't feel anything at all and then later on you begin to hurt. Pull the shades - razor blades - you're so tragic. i hate you so but love you more. i'm so elastic - the things you say - games you play - dirty magic.  --- The Offspring I did not, you see, want to kill myself. Not at that time, anyway. But I wanted to know that if need be, if the desperation got so terribly bad, I could inflict harm on my body. And I could. Knowing this gave me a sense of peace and power, so I started cutting up my legs all the time. Hiding the scars from my mother became a sport of its own. I collected razor blades, I bought a Swiss Army knife, I became fascinated with different kinds of sharp edges and the different cutting sensations they produced. I tried out different shapes - squares, triangles, pentagons, even an awkwardly carved heart, with a stab wound at its center, wanting to see if it hurt the way a real broken heart could hurt. I was amazed and pleased to find that it didn't. ---  Prozac Nation First time I cut was just to feel the pain, Strange because I didn't feel a thing. --- Kristen (aka KrazyKristen) It wasn't because I wanted to die, I just wanted the pain to finally stop. --- Kristen (aka KrazyKristen) I have to cut because it's the only way I can smile.--- Kristen (aka KrazyKristen) Let me give you some advice-- if you are gonna lie about something at least make sure it's worth lying about. --- Kristen (aka KrazyKristen) I've always been the good girl. The girl whose parents that she would grow up and actually become something. But I'm not like that anymore. I never thought I'd drink or snort those pills but I guess I was wrong. Now that I've done it I don't wanna stop. It's like cutting, once you drag that blade across your skin you can't stop. You don't wanna stop. I know you wanted a perfect teenage girl but in reality there isn't one. --- Kristen (aka KrazyKristen)