Mental Breakdown Quotes Novels & Stories

Hindi pa naman ako nakapag search kagabi ng something motivational and inspiring quote puro cheesy pick-up lines lang. Buti na lang at nakita ko 'yong quotes for life na nakadikit sa pader. Hindi ko pinahalata na binabasa ko 'yon at dahil do'n, pinuri nila ako kahit na medyo nandaya ako kaya umamin na lang ako at natawa sila. "Pero if words of wisdom para kay Jaq..." this time, I really think hard to form words that could satisfy him to keep living. "Nothing is permanent in this wicked world. Not even our troubles. Kaya cheer up, Jaq. God doesn't give us what we can handle, God helps us handle what we are given." I said straight into his eyes then gave him a bright smile after.

"The strongest people aren't the ones who never break... they're the ones who don't let anyone see the cracks." - Nagising ako kinabukasan na mas maayos na ang pakiramdam. Hindi na masyadong masakit ang katawan ko at nawala na rin ang matinding hilo kagabi. Medyo mabigat pa rin ang pakiramdam ko pero mas okay kumpara kagabi. Nakahiga ako ngayon habang nakatitig sa kisame.

Nagtagal bago siya sumagot. Pero nang sumagot siya ito yung unang sagot na walang kasamang pride, fear, or denial. “Araw-araw,” he whispered, “masakit na masaya.” Masakit, kasi hindi siya ang dahilan ng ngiti. Masaya, kasi may ngiti na siya kahit wala siya. And that that was his biggest emotional breakthrough. “You’re healing,” Dr. Elise whispered. “Even in heartbreak.”

But moving on isn’t easy. Malakas lang ako kapag kaharap sila, pero kapag wala at ako na lang ulit ang mag-isa bumabagsak ako. Nagkaka-mental breakdown at minsan tinutulog na lang para hindi maalala lahat ng mga sakit na pinagdaanan namin dalawa ni Josh.

"What are you talking about breaking down, Trinity Anne?" "Mental breakdown, ano pa?! Hindi ba pwedeng suportahan mo na lang ako at intindihin nang hindi nangungulit araw-araw sa pagtatanong kung okay lang ako? Hindi nga ako okay, hindi ba? Bakit araw-araw na lang ay itatanong mo samantalang alam mo na ngang hindi!" "Kaya ako nagtatanong para malaman kung papaano ako makatutulong--"

I laugh sarcastically. “Tita, I was fucking broken. My whole support system broken down. My whole life was torn apart. I fucking lost everything. No one in their right fucking mind would be able to function well after seeing their parents’ bodies in that state! Like a fucking meat burnt to a fucking crisp!”

Ang tanging naririnig ko lang ay ang mahina niyang paghinga at ang tikatik ng ulan. “Ikaw ang bahala,” sabi niya sa wakas, mabagal, mababa, puno ng bigat. “Dahil sa pinagtapat mo sa akin, ang tanging mapapayo ko lang… tatagan mo ang kalooban mo. At ‘wag mo ring sisihin masyado ang sarili mo. Sometimes, we break not because we’re weak, but because we loved too much. And of course, because we're idiot."

"I don't know. Maybe like Mommy?" He laughed. "Being a psychiatrist is boring, Dave. You know how annoying it is to talk with crazy people, right?" I frowned. "Yeah! It's so annoying to talk to stupid and idiot people!" Muli siyang tumawa at tinapik ako sa balikat. "People may be stupid and idiot, but when they need help, don't hesitate to give. This world has a lot of cruelty, Dave. But you can't just separate yourself from others. Instead of doing that, make something that could change them and the situation. Don't ever give up on things. God won't give you a problem that you can't solve. So as long as you stand, as long as you're alive and can fight, don't give up. If you're annoyed by ho

"Sabihin mo at gagawin ko. Kahit ano gagawin." Lumuluha siyang natawa nang mapait. "Baliw ka rin katulad nila, Miss Zuluetevo. Wala kang magagawa para mawala ang galit ko at ang sakit sa loob ko. Bawasan mo na lang, umalis ka at huwag nang babalik." "Pero hindi ko kayang gawin, S-Sheids." "You carry such immense pain, a mental pathetic disorder! Perhaps God has burdened you with all the karma that was meant for your parents!"

Umupo siya sa lumang bangko sa ilalim ng puno, ang lugar kung saan siya madalas magsulat sa journal niya. Dinukot niya iyon mula sa bulsa ng robe—dala niya pa rin palagi. Binuksan niya sa pinakahuling pahina. Wala nang malinis na espasyo, kaya isinulat niya sa gilid: “I am broken. But I’m still here. Breathing. Existing. Maybe that’s enough for now.”