Mary Pilon Quotes

Depression is something I've dealt with every day of my life.

I did not know how to share with someone the fact that I was really, really depressed.

I found it personally really difficult to admit to myself that I was struggling sometimes, but once I had the feelings and I knew I could not sit with them any longer, I sought the help I needed.

Depression is close to me, but suicide hasn't been.

I never thought I'd be somebody dealing with anxiety or depression.

You need community support. You're pretty defeated when you're laid low with a mental illness. It's a frightening place to be, and to get up and be able to stand and to move forward and to start functioning again, you need so much support. You need to feel you're not alone.

The secret is to nip any mental disorder in the bud. As soon as you're not feeling yourself, reach out and get some help because you can quickly get better. If you get stuck in it, it's so hard to get out.

I know, for me, when I was depressed, I didn't want to talk to my friends at all when I was depressed. If they tried to help me, I would kind of back away from them.

I have struggled with anxiety and depression since I was a teenager.

It is obvious, in retrospect, to lean on those who love us most. With depression, in part because of the shame attached to it, it's harder to be honest.

I've definitely had times in my life where I've been depressed and not able to do anything at all.

In November, 1964 when I was a patient at the Mayo Clinic I though seriously about killing myself.

I'd fallen in love with a woman but she broke up with me and I was devastated. Six months later, I went into a suicidal depression from the break-up of the relationship, but I resolved to not do what my friends had done. And so I reached out for help.

Well of course I get depressed sometimes, yes I do.

Depression is so smart - it uses all your references and patterns.

I had some experience in dealing with people who have mental illness and depression, but I didn't see the signs in myself. I couldn't ask for help because I didn't know I needed help.

No, originally I thought that writing articles would keep me from having to see a psychiatrist, but I became even more depressed as a result.

If you have a friend or a family member who's bipolar, or has panic attack disorder, or is depressed, read up on it a little bit so you can get to know where they're coming from.

When I was coming out of depression, I made one random video. It wasn't funny or anything, but just the idea that people I didn't know were watching it made me feel less alone than I'd felt in a long time.

I used to be good friends with my depression, saying oh I'm so depressed, or life is terrible.

I have suffered from depression for most of my life. It is an illness.

I have a suicide impulse.

I was going through a crisis once, so I went to therapy because I was so unbearable for myself.

I feel as if sometimes women can't deal with what's going on and they have no one around who actually understands.

I've suffered through depression and anxiety my entire life.