One of things so bad about depression and bipolar disorder is that if you don't have prior awareness, you don't have any idea what hit you.

If I can't feel, if I can't move, if I can't think, and I can't care, then what conceivable point is there in living?

One is what one is, and the dishonesty of hiding behind a degree, or a title, or any manner and collection of words, is still exactly that: dishonest.

I think people don't understand how intimately tied suicide is to mental illness, particularly to depressive illness and bipolar illness.

I had been simply treating water, settling on surviving and avoiding pain rather than being actively involved in seeking out life.

Suicide Note: The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss. -Langston Hughes

Look to the living, love them, and hold on.