1,815 Quotes About Mental-illness

Jesus, sixty-six years old. He'd hoped that by now he wouldn't have to be so vigilant, that given enough time the madness--because that's what his spells amounted to--would ebb.

Are you crazy? It's a common phrase, I know. But it means something particular to me: the tunnels, the security screens, the plastic forks, the shimmering, ever-shifting borderline that like all boundaries beckons and asks to be crossed. I do not want to cross it again.

I face my trauma because I believe in breaking cycles, not repeating them.

After my first few tastes I was pretty much hooked. I'd have dry spells, months without any or only piddling amounts of grace, but I never forgot about it or stopped wanting it.

Thin, I think, that fabric between realities. Maybe minds aren't lost. Maybe they just slip through and find a different place to wander.

Too often the mentally ill are marginalized as people who just can’t pull up their socks. If only it were that simple.

The strongest people are not those who show strength in front of the world but those who fight and win battles that others do not know anything about.

The monsters under my bed moved to my head.

Perhaps she wasn't ill at all in the end, but simply more revealed.