Sloane Crosley Quotes

Sometimes I worry that I've lost the plot My twitching muscles tease my flippant thoughts I never really dreamed of heaven much Until we put him in the ground. There is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free

Zaphod felt he was teetering on the edge of madness and wondered if he shouldn't just jump over and have done with it.

Anxiety is the mark of spiritual insecurity.

The debate was wearing me out. Once you've posed that question, it won't go away. I think many people kill themselves simply to stop the debate about whether they will or they won't. Anything I thought or did was immediately drawn into the debate. Made a stupid remark--why not kill myself? Missed the bus--better put an end to it all. Even the good got in there. I liked that movie--maybe I shouldn't kill myself.

We all question our sanity. Everyone has had an experience of loss of control of something.

Sometimes I think I'm the craziest person on the planet.

I was wracked with insecurity.

I just look around and say, I'm a mess. I don't know why I do things.

Everybody feels good in their skin for about a minute a day, and the rest of the day, you're just trying to navigate your way through the sea of terror.

Every human being you see in the course of a day has a problem that's sucking up at least 70 percent of his or her radar.

I'm mostly a mess, and I hide it pretty well a lot of time.

There are moments when your mind is very vulnerable. You feel a lot of doubts.

There was a time where I was really confused about who I was and what I was doing, and I was just kind of depressed.

The stress that some of us feel - it's a lack of faith, it really is.

Even now, as I write this, I can still feel that tightness. And I want you to feel it--the wind coming off the river, the waves, the silence, the wooded frontier. You're at the bow of a boat on the Rainy River. You're twenty-one years old, you're scared, and there's a hard squeezing pressure in your chest. What would you do? Would you jump? Would you feel pity for yourself? Would you think about your family and your childhood and your dreams and all you're leaving behind? Would it hurt? Would it feel like dying? Would you cry, as I did?

Guilt can make you doubt yourself at the very moment when you need to proceed with certainty.

Fear ringed by doubt is my eternal moon.

Though my problems are meaningless, that don't make them go away.

Insecurity is not just a state of mind.

For years my life alternated between depression and acute anxiety. One night I woke up in a state of dread and intense fear, more intense than I had ever experienced before. Life seemed meaningless, barren, hostile. It became so unbearable that suddenly the thought came into my mind, I cannot live with myself any longer.

Inside it drives me crazy, my insecurities could eat me alive.

...All I want to talk about is the oncoming apocalypse in my brain.

I'm just one gigantic ball of rancid fear and self-consciousness. I'm entirely fueled by fear, so the fact that I knew it could be a catastrophic disaster made me unable to sleep, and made me work quite hard.

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 am afraid of falling into hopeless despair, over my wasted life, and I am still not sure how it happened.