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I always say that I don’t need anybody, I am enough for myself but we all know that not true. We all need somebody in our hard times with us so that he can take us back to light from the darkness of the mind. “ yea I am going don’t worry and thanks for saving I seriously don’t know what would have I done if you weren’t here? Thank you so much.”

I furrowed my brows, watching her take the study chair and pull it closer, sitting across from me. “This isn’t the Jason I know.” She began. “Look at you, depressed as though you just committed the worst mistake of your life…” She continued. “I know a crowded club is a hard pass for us right now, so how about a retro arcade bar? Or a comedy lounge where we can just sit, listen to live jokes, and laugh until the night ends?" Of course that was Tina’s best way of curing depression. “Then maybe you should book us a place tomorrow.”

Mom always says that depression is nothing more than an illness born of idleness. People who are truly busy studying don't have time to be depressed. So, during my senior year of high school, I lie awake through countless nights, my hair falling out in clumps as I tremble over endless mock papers. Mom only slides another mock exam booklet in front of me. "Finish this booklet, and you won't have time to wallow in self-pity." At family gatherings, my relatives notice that I keep my head down and barely speak. They ask Mom, "Why has she gotten so quiet?" Mom's face darkens at once. "It's because she's guilty about something, duh. Go on. Tell everyone what you've done wrong this time." Late

depressing and bleak. Thanks for sticking around. I appreciate you. Much love, Celice

So I preferred to go out. "Yes, but why didn't you come back when you felt better?" He wanted to know. "Because I still don't feel better. I still see him in every corner I look. I still feel that my heart is totally full of a poisonous liquid. And I don't think I could sit on that throne, see everyone dancing and drinking, and nothing for me is like a party. They wouldn't understand me. There is no such thing as a depression in hell, although Tennebris really was a very clear image of this problem... They wouldn't understand. No one would understand.

I knew I had documents to sign, but I could always do that later. *** "Are you getting depressed, Sally?" I asked myself when I finally woke up from my sleep. It was already five in the evening. I didn't know how I slept for three hours instead of thirty minutes. I was drained. I couldn't continue working, and I didn't want to go home. I packed up my stuff and decided to cool off at a cloeby bar. That would definitely help my depression. "Sally who thought she was the happiest twenty one years old, was now a depressed mother fucker. "

It hurt so much my knees gave out. My whole body shook. I stumbled toward my mother's room. It was empty. A single letter rested on the pillow. My hands trembled as I opened it. [Dear Wilde,] [Don't be sad. Mom is just going to see your dad again.] [Mara is right. A life-saving debt is the hardest debt to repay. She saved me twice. Without her, I would've died a long time ago. But that debt is mine, not yours.] [You have your own future ahead of you. Don't let gratitude become your chains. Keep moving forward. Live a happy life.]

“Thanks for the help and message.” “Anything for you, I will hang up now, OK? Take care,” Manu bade and hung up. I became even more restless. I was simply depressed, Mother had tried her best to keep me up with the best hope quotes but nothing seems to cheer me up now. I just want to see Sidd. I wish to see him. Oh God, please help me.

Depressed: (of a person) in a state of general unhappiness or despondency. Lowell My heart was beating so fucking fast. Humiliation poured like cold freezing water when I realized that I told everyone my life story. What humiliated me the most was the look on Tessa's face. Fuck. I hated her pity expression. I didn't want it. Not from her, not from anyone.

“All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day.” Never in my life did I believe there would be a day when a quote from a comic would relate so closely to me. But recently, I started feeling that the bad days in my life are far more than the good. I was so tired of fighting to keep my sanity. To fight to stay afloat of the sea of misery that was pulling me to its depths with every passing day. I didn’t think I had more strength to swim. I gave up.