Harold E. Hughes Quotes

Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief.

A lot of people want to die for a lot of reasons.

Depression is a feeling without a cause. Mourning has a cause.

Grief comes and goes, but depression is unremitting.

When you are debilitated, and you're very depressed, and you believe there's no hope, you cannot get a better potpourri of down.

Depression is the flaw in love. To be creatures who love, we must be creatures who can despair at what we lose, and depression is the mechanism of that despair.

I imagine there's a market for total depression. I grew up on George Jones and that really dark stuff.

Suicide doesn't solve your problems. It only makes them infinitely, un-countably worse.

For death is not the worst, but when one wants to die and is not able even to have that.

Please believe that I do this because I am convinced that my illness cannot be helped for any length of time and I cannot bear to be a burden on anyone any longer.

I can feel myself dying inside.

Everybody has unhappiness.

I just felt as though I would never be happy again, and as if I had fallen into a big black hole.

That was the day my whole world went black. Air looked black. Sun looked black. I laid up in bed and stared at the black walls of my house….Took three months before I even looked out the window, see the world still there. I was surprised to see the world didn’t stop.

I can't read or sleep. Without hope or youth or money I sit constantly wishing I were dead.

I'll never be happy. I believe I'll die alone. I would want it that way. I've been a loner all my life with my secrets and my pain. I'm really lost, but I'm trying to find myself. I'm really a sad, pathetic case. My whole life has been a waste. I've been a failure. I just want to escape.

Darkness does not leave us easily as we would hope.

Depression is a lot like that: slowly, over the years, the data will accumulate in your heart and mind, a computer program for total negativity will build into your system, making life feel more and more unbearale. But you won't even notice it coming on, thinking that it is somehow normal, something about getter older, about turning eight or about turning twelve or turning fifteeen, and then one day you realize that your entire life is just awful, not worth living, a horror and a black blot on the white terrain of human existence. One morning you wake up afraid you are going to live.

Have you ever felt despair? Absolute hopelessness? Have you ever stood in the darkness and known, deep in your heart, in your spirit, that it was never, ever going to get better? That something had been lost, forever, and that it wasn't coming back?

And so I leave this world, where the heart must either break or turn to lead (suicide note)

Kaye: You know what the sun looks like? Janet: No, What? Kaye: Like he slit his wrists in a bathtub and the blood is all over the water. Janet: That's gross, Kaye. Kaye: And the moon is just watching. She's just watching him die. She must have driven him to it.

Others would say to me, 'It is only temporary, it will pass, you will get over it,' but of course they had no idea how I felt, although they were certain that they did. Over and over and over I would say to myself, If I can't feel, if I can't move, if I can't think, and I can't care, then what conceivable point is there in living?

I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.

Write something, even if it's just a suicide note.

That's the thing about suicide. Try as you might to remember how a person lived his life, you always end up thinking about how he ended it.