“The concept of ‘mental health’ only became real to me when, sitting alone in my dorm room one afternoon during college, I was hit by a tidal wave of despair that came out of nowhere. My chest heaved, my eyes leaked; the emotion ripped through me. I had the passing thought: Is this how people feel before they kill themselves?”
"That is the hard thing about trauma, it really isn’t the event that matters but how you process it."
"The weirdest thing about my depression was not recognizing that it was happening. I lost interest in nearly everything I used to love, I lost my energy, I gained 20 lbs, and yet, for some reason, I couldn’t recognize or accept that something was wrong."
“I really struggled to understand my girlfriend’s depression. To begin with, I didn’t know what was happening; she just didn’t seem herself.”