And like my comrades, I too have tasted the bittersweet assurance that I would be okay with myself. And like so many others out there, I have given that dream away to the wind and its power over the trees.

A.P. Sweet
About This Quote

When people are depressed, they often find themselves believing that they are not good enough. They feel unworthy of happiness, unworthy of hope, and unworthy to live. When they are alone in the world, the only thing that remains to them is the belief that they are not worthy of happiness or hope. Instead, they give up on themselves and believe that nothing good will ever happen to them again. The biggest irony in this quote is that depression is actually a response to failure, not success.

Source: Dead, But Dreaming

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  2. I wrote because of their inability to nurture me. I wrote to conceal the truth that life was filled with pain and that true beauty could only come from that pain. I wrote to simply disguise that pain.
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