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Depression is like being forced to wear a cloak made of lead. You don’t get to choose when to put it on and take it off. It is a second skin which gradually seeps into your own, real skin and poisons it until you are a walking, toxic, corrosive bundle of infectious awfulness… You can “pull yourself together” only inasmuch as you can make yourself three feet taller. Whether you’re alone in a squalid bedsit with tinfoil on the windows or in a 17-bedroom mansion with a loving family and the career of your dreams makes no difference.

In the wake of Robin Williams’s suicide, British pianist James Rhodes shares a harrowing perspective on living with depression.

Also see the relationship between creativity and mental illness, what mood science reveals about the evolutionary origins of depression and artist Bobby Baker’s courageous visual diary of living with mental illness

(via explore-blog)

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To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

Thomas Campbell
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It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.

Lemony Snicket 
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