Depressed Anime Quotes Novels & Stories

She would keep going into severe depression since Deuta’s death. “The small hole his glabella keeps coming back,” she would often say. The anti-depressants she took would make her restless, often leading her into never-ending yelling sprees. In those moments she would tell the entire world what household chores Nisim and I could have learnt doing better in the time we spent with our individual pursuits. Nisim and I would remain quiet, often trying to find something to do, like doing the dishes or dusting the living room.

He started again, his stance switching from playful to serious in one second. I don't want to talk about it. Is that so hard to ask for? "Yeah, that talk." I said flatly after him. "Aw, don't sound so depressed, it's for a good reason." He purposed, trying not to laugh at my facial expression. "I sound so depressed cause I am actually depressed." I said flatly, burrowing more comfortably into the sofa. "I kinda figured this out, we're all depressed anyways." He replied, shrugging his shoulders along with what he was saying.

The slap marks on her cheek stood out starkly, making her appear fragile and utterly broken. Richard's brows furrowed as he glanced between Anita and me. I remained calm and maintained a cool expression devoid of guilt or panic. Anita sobbed hard, "It's my fault," she choked out between gasping breaths. "Don't blame her… I… I've been struggling with depression for so long. I just couldn't take it anymore." She bit down hard on her lip, trembling as she tried to stifle her cries.

"You've already conquered so much. This is just a temporary pause." Deep looked at Gia, finding solace in her encouraging words. "It's just frustrating, Gia. I want to get better." "I know, Deep," Gia reassured, her voice filled with empathy. "But remember, progress isn't always linear. It's okay to stumble, but what's important is to rise stronger." Gia brought out a notebook filled with encouraging quotes and stories. "Let's read through these together. Sometimes a little inspiration can spark a fire in our hearts."

I asked her and she rolled her eyes at me. “Would you answer me now?” She glared at me and I groaned. “Okay, it’s stupid, but you are right, it does have something to do with my illness, but what can I say? I’m so tired of feeling sad and being depressed all the time. I feel like I don’t have the energy to keep living...” It was true that this was ridiculous. It was so stupid.

Amber spoke with seriousness, "I am fucking devastated, so devastated, destroyed and broken and dead from inside that I have become numb. I don;t have anymore tears left to cry, I don't have energy to be sad, I don't have the strength to endure depression, I have became numb to everything. I am smiling because I can't cry anymore, my tears have all dried up, I am not sitting in a corner and staring outside the window like a depressed soul that I am is because I have done that for a lot of years and I am done.

"You didn't want to, i....i threw myself....." "Don't say such silly things, don't say them to me and don't say them to yourself". He said cutting me short. "God, it's why you're so depressed. You always assume the very worst".

"Do you think that deeply about my character?" "Yup. And all I can see in your eyes are full of sadness. I thought you were carrying the problems of the whole world." I smiled at what he said. "You're really bad at judging someone, aren't you?" "I'm just making you laugh. But I swear, you're obviously sad," he said looking at me seriously. "Some people seem upbeat and cheerful, but inside they are struggling with the symptoms of depression. Like you, you may look happy outside, but broken inside."

He sobbed. " No, don't let the dark aura eat you alive, learn to rest not to quit, learn to love yourself, trust yourself, I will be here, my sister and I will always stay on your side, Joash, these are just obstacles that will challenge your strength as a person, learn to fight for it, learn to trust everything, days and nights you will suffer, depression will catch you up even in your dreams it will follow you, you'll get drunk of those thoughts, you'll get scared and you'll get weaker, but as long as you trust and love yourself, I'm sure you'll survive, stay strong, "

my depression and anxiety laughed at me. I finally moved to the bed and covered myself with the duvet so no sounds would come out. I lay their blocking the whole world undecided, trying to stay alive before I went back. I found a razor blade made two thin lines in my thigh before writing a strong clear message. I hate myself. The words appeared beautifully in dotted lines full of blood and I struggled to bite back the tears as I opened an old book and read a poem. I'm gonna cry In solemn silence That's where I lie