Christian Nestell Bovee Quotes

Sometimes seeming happy can be self-destructive even when you're sane.

Pain in the present is experienced as hurt. Pain in the past is remembered as anger. Pain in the future is perceived as anxiety. Unexpressed anger, redirected against yourself and held within, is called guilt. The depletion of energy that occurs when anger is redirected inward creates depression.

Your melancholy. Or depression. Along with nine-tenths of the afflictions I've studied, diagnosed, attempted to treat. Call them whatever you like, but they're just different names for loneliness. That's what lets the darkness in. That's what you have to fight.

Most self-laceration is more noisy than painful.

When the beginnings of self destruction enter the heart, it seems no bigger than a grain of sand.

There's nothing wrong with me...except acute chronic fear.

In mourning it is the world which has become poor and empty; in melancholia it is the ego itself.

...self-consciousness is a man's worst enemy.

Self-loathing is the silent hemorrhaging of the soul. You don't feel or see the life force fleeing until it's not longer there, and then, of course, it's too late.

Depression, if it's an unconsciously elected experience, is a luxury.

Mental health is such a complex thing and so difficult to diagnose. What is a mental problem? Who does have mental problems? What's the difference between mental problems and depression and sadness?

Sometimes there is no darker place than our thoughts, the moonless midnight of the mind.

Depression is rage spread thin.

I voluntarily inflicted a certain level of insanity on myself.

My soul is dark with stormy riot: directly traced over to diet.

Depression is internal. The upswings and downswings have pretty much nothing to do with what's going on in the external world. It's not like something sad happens to you and then you feel sad. Good things happen, but you feel sad anyway.

The root of the problem I have is anxiety, and it's all derived from something - I'm just going to say it, some kind of sadness. It manifests in so many different ways and it affects people differently.

I'm way too hypersensitive.

True it is that each of us has only one life - but how many of us 'die a thousand deaths' in fear and nervousness!

Like Jesus, every human being has enough memories in his past to occupy his time and thoughts continually. It is not the remembrance of these incidents but the reliving of them that creates havoc in our souls.

I started having anxiety attacks and panic attacks. I would cry myself to sleep every night and wish I could go back in time and get my life back and be a human again instead of a photo op.

I've always had mental problems, so to speak.

I have tremendous social anxiety.

I'm acutely aware of my anxiety.

I hit my head against the wall because I don't want to know all the terrible things that I know about. I don't want to feel all these wretched things, but they're in me already. If I don't get rid of them, I'm not ever going to feel anything else.