Sometimes you just need people to say that they are sorry that your fish are dead. Hyperbole and a Half's unique perspective on dealing with depression. (Warning: contains strong language and bizarre jokes and drawings.)
"I think you should remain hopeful. People like to love. They will do it despite themselves. Most of all, spend your time with those who love you, they will grow your capacity to be loved even more widely."
“Anxiety is love’s greatest killer,” Anaïs Nin admonished.“It creates the failures. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.” And yet the tension between this anxiety and the longing for love that underpins it, for “the great intangible,” is one of the most pervasive and enduring inner contradictions we struggle to reconcile, the inevitable discomfort of allowing“the boundaries between you and not-you … relax and become more permeable” as union submerges isolation, the proud surrender that true love necessitates.