Jennifer Capriati Quotes

I'm going through a stage where the dumbest things make me bawl. I feel like I need to see a shrink.

I'm very emotional; I think I may go mad in several years' time.

I'm a dramatic, depressive person.

I've always had this term 'mad season' in my head.

I have my own demons and dark moods. It's weird.

I don't know what anxiety is like anymore.

I've often felt depressed; everyone feels depressed.

I wake up every morning in a cold sweat, regardless of how well things went the day before. And put that I said that in a somewhat but not completely tongue-in-cheek way.

A lot of people have to deal with the feeling that their worlds are caving in.

I suffer from everyday life.

The root of the problem I have is anxiety, and it's all derived from something - I'm just going to say it, some kind of sadness. It manifests in so many different ways and it affects people differently.

I just sort of lost my head for a little while.

You know sometimes when you're in a really bad mood and you're not sure why? That's how I get sometimes.

I was an emotional wreck even as a young child, fearful and tearful.

I'll be fine, and suddenly I'll feel the depression coming on. It can start with the smallest thing.

I'm acutely aware of my anxiety.

You never know what they're going through. Maybe they failed a test. Maybe they're going through a state of depression. Kids go through so much.

Melancholy is the nurse of frenzy.

Anxiety is our agitated soul scrambling for control.

Well, you know, there's depression and depression. What I mean by depression in my own case is that depression isn't just the blues. It's not just like I have a hangover in the weekend ... the girl didn't show up or something like that. It isn't that. It's not really depression, it's a kind of mental violence which stops you from functioning properly from one moment to the next. You lose something somewhere and suddenly you're gripped by a kind of angst of the heart and of the spirit.

I am desperate and vulnerable. ... I am always terrified.... Beauty can sometimes be so very troublesome.

There's nothing wrong with me...except acute chronic fear.

Modern man is probably a more humiliated and depressed creature than he dares to know.

Stress is something that is sort of out of your control. You get stressed out over looking at the finish line. Stress is something that is an outside thing. Stress is an anxiety.

There are days when I should be writing, and I am so tired that I can't. And the fatigue also affects my emotions, making me not even care about writing. There are days when I wake up so angry I can barely speak, and also days when I am so sad.