Denji Depressed Novels & Stories

“With your current mental state, it's like suicide if you come with us.” "What's wrong with my mentality? Are you an expert psychologist now? You have no right to judge my mental state when you're in such a mess like that." Jayden immediately turned his head to the side, seeing the reflection of his face in the mirror above the fireplace. Then he smiled discordantly as he looked down and massaged his temples. "We're both actually almost crazy. So one lunatic running around is enough, no need to add another one." “So you're going to keep one other lunatic cooped up in here and ruin everything?”

Deen asked from behind the door. "Nope. My brother was too miserable to think anything, all he did was shut himself up in his apartment and reflect. He doesn't eat, sleep or work, if he keep doing that I worry he will die." Jared sighed, "Please, let me talk to you just once, then I won't bother you anymore." Deen was stunned, her heart ached at Jared's words about Jeff, but she braced herself, wasn't she going through the same pain? She can't eat, can't sleep and keeps crying?

And unfortunately, now is not the right time for Deon or Sena. "I'm sorry, I didn't immediately tell you about this." Deon shook his head as he said slowly, "You're not wrong really. I'm sure you must have done it because of Sena's request.” And Deon's words of surrender actually made Dira feel even more sad. This was the first time she had seen Deon this lethargic in a long time, even though he usually remained calm in dealing with any problems that came his way. The only incident that made Deon's calm demeanor crumble was when his mother died a few years ago. And today, it was as if Dira saw Deon's figure again that day.

Deji's soft side is his love for the oppressed. Jayden made a call "I want to see you. Where are you?....I don't feel like greeting you....stop screaming, I am not interested....you shouldn't be talking about morals, you have none....if you don't see me you will regret it....see you in ten minutes" Jayden turned to Deji "Let's go"

It was another for practically half of them to be depressed and totally worried about what would become of their lives. Gabriella cleared her throat as she stepped into the room. She winced at how hard Jayden pulled at his hair and she feared he might rip out his scalp too. "Jayden, baby." She called out to him with her hands outstretched. Jayden looked back at her with his eyes glazed with tear. "Grand…ma…” He called out, falling into her embrace and he sobbed hard on her shoulder. "I don't deserve this." He mumbled. More tears streamed down from his eyes.

Subsequently, she was diagnosed with mild depression. No one could show their sadness and emotions again and just smiled wherever they were around, hoping that it would give her the rejuvenation she needed to pull herself together. Dali tried to be strong as she returned to her job after her long breaks, as well as Jordyn and Ethan, who were both trying to continue with their job as the CEO of their company.

He added. L glared at Dean as he took his bag and prepared to go. “I’m going to class.” L said as he walked first. Dean’s eyes widened. “Hey wait! Lance!!” He yelled as he hurriedly packed all his things inside his bag and ran after L. “As you can see the lead of the story had lost his strength in life because of a loss of a loved one. He didn’t even dare to fix his hygiene and all because of depression.” Mr. Lim expressed. “So, right now, I want you all to make a reaction and reflection paper about depression.” He added as everyone groaned in their seats.

Every time, every time they showed up in front of Denzel, they could not give him any good news. "Where are you? I want to see you. Please come back to me." Looking at the photo frame of their wedding Denzel took a sip in the wine. "Are you gone? Won't you come back ever again? I feel bad seeing a boss like this... He is getting pathetic day by day." Mrs. Fiana was standing at the door. As usual, he came to tell him that dinner was ready but just like other days he was drowned in drinks. How sad it was to see! Denzel was not fond of drinks before and now, he was losing himself slowly. Drinking, lying on the floor selflessly, talking to himself. Mrs. Fiana could not see him this way. She hope

"You don't understand how I feel, the pain is left when I love him so much. sob!" said Kenzo letting out crystal beads that wet his handsome face. "The pain is here." Kenzo continued, sitting his head down. Daniel feels sorry for Kenzo's life and he intends to calm Kenzo so that he is no longer willing. Daniel stepped towards Kenzo who was standing in front of Diki.

She sank into the sofa dejected. “You're home, Diana” Benny stuttered, going through the fashion magazine in her hands. She raised her head, glanced at her daughter briefly and returned to her magazine. But she glared back at her, “are you alright,dear?” She asked. This is all Kabir's fault. See what he'd put her daughter into. She's going through some kind of psychological feelings, depression to be precise. And how can she be asking her if she's alright. How can she be alright for heaven's sake?