Bakit Nadedepress Ang Isang Tao Novels & Stories

] Big N: [Does your mother really have depression? E: [Do you think I'll curse my mother?] His mother had depression when he was terribly sick. Big N: [Okay then! Seeing how pretty she is and how nice she looks when she smiles, I really won't know that your mother has depression.] E: [Your mother is a truly spirited person too. I didn't notice that she has high blood pressure as well.] Big N: [Bro, it's pointless arguing. Can we find a way to settle this problem?]

“What’s wrong with you? Period days mo ba?” “Hindi nga. Ang kulit.” “Bakit ang moody mo?” “Wala. Joke nga lang ‘yun.” hindi man siya naniniwala ay nanahimik siya. Mahirap pala talaga kapag napunta ka sa taong nasaktan ng iba. Lalo na’t mahal nila. Sa bawat interaksyon niyo, hindi mo maiwasang ikumpara ang sarili mo sa dati nitong mahal.

"You do not want to come into this world? Why? Your mother loves you so much, your career is so successful, and there are so many people around you who are centered on you...Why are you so pessimistic? What have you experienced?” Freddy does not answer. "Do you have depression?" I have to analyze the reasons for what he said just now from a medical point of view, "Depression can be treated with medicine. If you are sick, you must seek medical attention on time." The expression on Freddy's face relaxes a little. "If I am sick and you do not have to feel sorry for the dead baby so much, then treat me as if I am sick!" I am speechless. This man can never be cured or taught.

I embarrassed her in front of the person who was behind all of the mishaps. I rubbed my forehead in frustration with my index finger and thumb. I'm going to go crazy at this pace. It's been only a week and I feel depressed! I really need to get a hold of myself! I can't let just any girl do that to me! But she isn't any girl, now is she? My inner voice questioned.

, I narrated. " I ain't particularly supporting him or anything, but that might just be his coping mechanism", he said with a shrug. " Coping mechanism?", I asked. " Yeah. Like a getaway from all the pain, you know?", he replied, " We all have one, and usually don't even know about it", he added. " Humph", I sighed, " I guess you're right. You know? Now that I think about it, he always did seem depressed whenever he wasn't working", I told him.

I’m an awful person. I set aside the bowl of fruit I was trying to eat. I’m not really in the mood. It’s been like this for a while now. Matthew says it’s because I’m depressed. Whatever made me happy before, that’s all gone now. I just can’t seem to get back up. Never in my life did I think food wouldn’t solve all my problems like it used to. No matter how tough the situation was before, place a plate of meat in front of me and I’d be glad. Even a bloody face won’t stop me from scarfing down some food.

I was going to visit Mom after the gathering last night, but Asher's depression flared up again. "I only did all that to cheer him up. Once he's better, we'll get back together. And I hope you'll stop causing trouble for him. He got depressed because we got married. I can't just ignore him." I looked at her. Dark circles shadowed her eyes. She'd probably spent the whole night with Asher again. My gaze dropped to the divorce papers. Our names sat side by side, close enough to touch. When I didn't respond, her patience ran out.

I covered my head with a pillow but then pulled it off to let out a breath of air. My eyes found the ceiling. I struggled to find a motivation to go, to push myself just a little bit harder. Most people associate depression with sadness, but it's so much more than that. A depressed person isn't always locked in a room crying with the lights off. Sometimes, it's that girl you see smiling in class, talking to everyone; or that joking boy who makes you laugh. They wear masks, and they can project joy even if it's not genuine.

But I know I’m not the only one experiencing this. Many people in the world, especially young people experience mental or nervous breakdown. There is an anxiety attack or panic attack. There are people who are depressed and don’t know what to do. Many people need help but are not as focused as I used to be. Maybe it’s because people around them think they’re just acting. They may not have the money to consult, or they may be embarrassed to see because people may think they are crazy.

"I'm nineteen." "Nineteen." Wesley nodded with a smile. "What a high-spirited lad you are! You still have a long way to go in life. It's great that you can face it all with optimism. But people who have jumped down from here couldn't get past what they were facing, and it's not something we can blame them for. Who hasn't suffered? Some people simply can't take it any longer and want to end it all." "Sir," the young man said with a look of doubt. "What exactly happened? You drive an expensive car and are dressed so well. What could make you depressed? You can talk to me about it."