Paul Green

21 Sad Quotes On Seasonal Depression

Christmas is a sad time for the poor and mentally ill.
Sade Andria Zabala
November 4, 2016
“I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas, as if whatever it was the pine boughs and the candles and the silver and gilt-ribboned presents and the birch-log fires and the Christmas turkey and the carols at the piano promised never came to pass.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Tagged: Christmas, Seasonal Depression
“I am no different than the weather,
The planets or the trees;
For there do not always have to be reasons
For the seasons turning inside of me.”
— Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem
Tagged: Seasonal Depression, Poetry
“Winter, I don’t know if I’m going to make this time. Be gentle.”
— Brittany Hottmann, The Flowers are Dying, a Blizzard is Brewing
Tagged: Seasonal Depression, Winter
“Depression and winter are an even worse combination than orange juice and toothpaste.”
— becomingaclassic, via Tumblr
Tagged: LOL, Tumblr, Seasonal Depression
“People need to understand, mental illnesses don’t take a break during the holidays.”
— Anonymous, via Tumblr
Tagged: Seasonal Depression
“...flowers wilt when they don’t get enough light and so do you.”
— haunt-me-x3, via Tumblr
Tagged: Season Depression
“It is quite common to experience depression during the holidays. to spend several days without ever leaving your room. to think of those who are no longer with us. to remind ourselves of the things we do not have. the gifts we cannot afford. i am currently thinking of the loss of my stepfather. of the five days i spent in my bedroom. of how i once celebrated christmas in a hospital gown. my depression is loud. it is boastful in its preaching. often minimizing my worth. often erasing my accomplishments. the loudest of the untruth convinces me that i am alone. the loudest lie will always make you aware of your loneliness. friends, i tell you now, how false the dance of fear is. friends, i call the fight in you forth. you are not alone. as i type this, i am fighting. sometimes the fight is leaving your bed. sometimes the fight is telling yourself how extraordinary you are. sometimes the fight is telling someone how you are feeling. if that means hot chocolate dates or missy elliot on repeat or ‘i got you’ pouring into your inbox. know that it is available. for every season.”
— Tonya Ingram, via Instagram
Tagged: Seasonal Depression, Christmas, Depression
“Of all the millions of people in New York, I am practically the only one who has to get up in the cold black of 6 a.m. on Christmas Day in the morning; I am practically the only one.”
— John Cheever, Christmas Is a Sad Season for the Poor
Tagged: Seasonal Depression, Christmas, Capitalism
“Beginning in the fall, there was all this excitement about Christmas and how it was a day for them. After Thanksgiving, they couldn't miss it. It was fixed so they couldn't miss it. The wreaths and decorations everywhere, and bells ringing, and trees in the park, and Santa Clauses on every corner, and pictures in the magazines and newspapers and on every wall and window in the city told them that if they were good, they would get what they wanted. Even if they couldn't read, they couldn't miss it. They couldn't miss it even if they were blind. It got into the air the poor kids inhaled. Every time they took a walk, they'd see all the expensive toys in the store windows, and they'd write letters to Santa Claus, and their mothers and fathers would promise to mail them, and after the kids had gone to sleep, they'd burn the letters in the stove. And when it came Christmas morning, how could you explain it, how could you tell them that Santa Claus only visited the rich, that he didn't know about the good? How could you face them when all you had to give them was a balloon or a lollipop?”
— John Cheever, Christmas Is a Sad Season for the Poor
Tagged: Seasonal Depression, Christmas, Capitalism
“don’t doubt yourself!!!! your depression is legitimate and just because it’s only during the cold months doesn’t mean you don’t need as much attention as people with year-round depression!!!!!”
— naturenurturer, ways to combat seasonal depression!!
Tagged: Seasonal Depression
“So, you see, while some perceive winter as a festive time when their worlds are blanketed by the purity of snow, others feel that they are being suffocated by a literally colorless existence.”
— Jessica Blaszczak, 10 Things You Didn’t Know About Seasonal Affective Disorder
Tagged: Seasonal Depression, Winter
“I’ve found that a lot of non-pill treatments work for my depression. In the spring and summer months I can obstruct my anxiety and depression with exercise, weed, going out with friends, and ample time spent in the sun. The endorphins are good.

But during the winter, these options diminish or disappear. Netflix and Seamless are poor replacements for sunshine and jogging. And they make me lethargic and unhealthy: booster shots for depression. While I fight my internal will, I’m trying to commit to better methods of management.”
— Dayna Evans, Winter Is a Black Hole: How I Deal With Seasonal Depression
Tagged: Seasonal Depression
“Seasonal depression hits for me, like clockwork, the day after Halloween... Thanksgiving is my first warning; Christmas is my second; and New Year's Eve is not a beginning but an end.”
— Dayna Evans, Winter Is a Black Hole: How I Deal With Seasonal Depression
Tagged: Seasonal Depression
“The challenge to me each winter is in finding ways to work with feeling low like depression is some stupid, inconvenient friend who needs a place to crash for a few months and who also wants to shit all over my floor.”
— Dayna Evans, Winter Is a Black Hole: How I Deal With Seasonal Depression
Tagged: Seasonal Depression
“My SAD has always felt like a tidal wave I was destined to be crushed under; right now, it feels like regular ocean waves. I’m fighting it one crest at a time, falling down sometimes but not always, and knowing a life raft will be there if I need it, knowing someone will come. Not because they have to, but because they want to. Not because they sensed that I was drowning, but because I finally realized it was okay to call out for help.”
— Heather Hogan, The Gift Of Asking: Diary of a SAD Girl #3
Tagged: Seasonal Depression
“I am afraid. I’m afraid of the despair that always accompanies this thing, afraid of the hopelessness and sleeplessness and mood shifts and anxiety and inability to connect with people and create things I love. I’m afraid of eating too much and drinking too much to self-destruct and self-medicate.”
— Heather Hogan, The Gift Of Asking: Diary of a SAD Girl #3
Tagged: Seasonal Depression
“These

are the desolate, dark weeks
when nature in its barrenness
equals the stupidity of man.

The year plunges into night
and the heart plunges
lower than night”
— William Carlos Williams, These
Tagged: Winter, Seasonal Depression
“I’m in a fog and even though I feel like I’m living a good, authentic life, I spend a lot of my life numb. There’s this sleepwalk I do where it’s like I’m under a layer of ice and I slump through the day without any real inner dialogue. It’s like being dead on your feet. Or stuffed with cotton. And then it’s not. The other half of the time the world is clear and I remember everything and my mind is alive. That’s when I can socialize and type letters and make plans and deal with the changing terrain. The rest of the time, I’m pretty worthless.”
— Adam Gnade, The Do-It-Yourself Guide to Fighting the Big Motherfuckin' Sad
Tagged: Seasonal Depression, Depression
“There once was a girl whose happiness was tied to the sun.

As it rose, so did she, and her smile was like beams of light.

As it set, so did she, and her frown cast shadows on her face.”
— randumbdaze, A Short Fairy Tale
Tagged: Seasonal Depression, Sun, Wild Child, Summer
“Next time the Big Motherfuckin’ Sad comes calling, don’t pick up the phone.

See your sadness as a caller who wants to give you grief for not paying a parking ticket or some other asinine thing. Stand by the phone and say, ‘Who cares about parking tickets. I didn’t put the parking meter there.’
Then walk away.

Let that phone ring in an empty house and go outside and find all the good things you can and fill yourself up with them until you’re bursting with goodness and substance. Maybe summer’s ending. Maybe today’s your last chance to swim in the lake before the gloom of fall. Do it all now”
— Adam Gnade, Simple Steps to a Life Less Shitty
Tagged: Seasonal Depression
“The silver lining to seasonal depression is that your threshold for achieving a sense of personal accomplishment becomes much, much lower. Refilling that saltshaker that’s been sitting empty on your kitchen table since last November feels like winning the fucking Tour de France.”
— prokopetz, via Tumblr
Tagged: Seasonal Depression