Feeling Overwhelmed Quotes

For people who feel things in an enormous way, it's pretty hard to live in this world.

Nothing made sense to me anymore. I knew I was young, I knew I was small. But I was worried that I might already be ruined.

They're just my weaknesses. Everyone is just constantly talking to me about it. It doesn't help.

Pressure comes when someone calls on you to perform a task for which you are unprepared.

Everybody's looking at me expecting me to shrink up and die.

Amidst the soft variety I'm lost.

I don't know why this world keeps turning, round and round. But I wish it would stop and let me off right now!

I just stood there, looking at her. My head was spinning, my mouth dry, and all I could think about was that I wanted to go someplace safe, someplace I could be alone and okay, and that this was impossible. My old life had changed and my new one was still in progress, altering by the second. There was nothing, nothing to depend on. And why was I surprised?

My biggest fear is overreaching. I have been in situations where I felt swamped, and it's turned out really well; and I've had other situations where I've had to walk off the film after five minutes because I realized I was in way over my head.

There are certain days I will get home, and something will pop up on my Twitter, and I will just cry about it. I get so overwhelmed that I get to do what I do.

EMOTION, n. A prostrating disease caused by a determination of the heart to the head. It is sometimes accompanied by a copious discharge of hydrated chloride of sodium from the eyes.

It's easy to get bogged down in bad news.

I'm currently in the middle of a depression. I couldn't really tell you what set it off, but I think it stems from my cowardice, which confronts me at every turn.

I moved out to L.A. and had my son and was walking around Gelson's, and I was like, 'Am I just one giant, lactating boob? Is that what I've become?'

A baby! I hated babies. I, who for two and a half years had been the center of a tender universe, felt the axis wrench and a polar chill immobilize my bones. I would be a bystander, a museum mammoth.

When things get too grand or too big, I struggle to keep up with it all.

I don't know. I'm really really really nervous.

I just think I've always been sensitive and had difficulty containing my feelings, and I've always searched for outlets for that, because otherwise those feelings come out in chaotic ways that aren't always great.

The psychic entropy peculiar to the human condition involves seeing more to do than one can actually accomplish and feeling able to accomplish more than what conditions allow.

Once again I must ask too much of you, Harry.

I went to university and I was a bit out of my depth, socially.

Hovering near panic, trying to focus but finding it hard to open my eyes. My heart was pounding. I couldn’t get enough air, and I couldn’t find the desire to push her away

I felt vulnerable and very much between friends. I remember walking down the hallway and thinking I had no way of knowing what was coming, literally. This wasn't because I had some horrific bullying story, but because of a steady drip of negativity.

[I]t just makes me tired even thinking about it. It reminds me of that feeling I had before I left. Like my lungs were made of lead. Like I can't even think about starting to care about anything. Like I either wish that they were all dead, or I was, because I can't stand the pull of all that history between us. That's before I even pick up the phone. I'm so tired I never want to wake up again. But I've figured out now that it was never them that made me feel that way. It was just me, all along.

You're probably on the right track if you feel like a sidewalk worm during a rainstorm.