Depressed Short Sad Quotes Novels & Stories

I buried my head in my hands as I strung my words together carefully. "We miss you at home. Actually, I miss your company more than ever. Alaric no longer comes home like he used to. And my dad is always going on business trips. It's just me and the maid at home on most days. She's old and boring, so I can't do any fun things with her. I am dying of boredom, Seven. I have also gotten really depressed. Please, come back home and put an end to my loneliness. I'm not asking for too much."

In one word, Shivansh was depressed. Shivansh has started skipping meals and can hardly concentrate on anything else. He would always be with his daughter but still, he couldn't be happy. He has lost weight and prominent dark circles can be noticed under his eyes. He hardly talks to anyone because guilt and remorse were eating up his soul. He was sorry about everything but no one was here to forgive him. Every day he wishes to go back in time so that he could correct everything but alas!

"The winter. The cold. The short days. The long nights. The way everything dies and does not come back for months. The way I feel like I am dying too. Not physically. Emotionally. Spiritually. The way the dark makes me feel like nothing matters." "That is depression." "I know." "Are you depressed?" "I do not know. I am sad. But sad is not the same as depressed. Sad has a reason. Depressed just... is. And I have a reason. The roses are gone. The light is gone. The warmth is gone. That is a reason." "That is a reason to be sad. But is it the reason?" I look at him. "What do you mean." "I mean. Is it really about the roses. Or is the roses just the thing you are pointing at because pointing at

Drowned in betrayal. Suffocated by despair.

“You are the only person who has ever really listened without making it weird,” Zack admits, his voice dropping to a lower register. “Everyone else either starts crying or tries to give me inspirational quotes or something.” The wind rustles through a nearby oak branches overhead while they sit in comfortable silence for a moment. “Inspirational quotes,” she echoed. “That is a new one. What like ‘hang in there’ cat posters? Weird.”

"No matter how much we try to erase the emotional sadness from our feelings, it's becomes the most painful expression in our heart. It's always by us even if we try to be happy or smile for the day. Sadness always has the first role in our heart from the birth." On the Next day, in the same town, the car driver into the public square. Parking the first half inside a dark passage, the backwards on the open side, both the couples got to work.

I wish I was just a lake. Could somebody please tell me how to not be sad knowing you wanted to follow your old man’s footsteps but you were not that good enough to do that? And one more thing; every thing I had been feeling all this time, were these just bits and pigments of sadness brought by the demises of the victims, or was I just really depressed with everything that had been going through? I could not figure which was which. Can somebody please do it for me?

Lesley screamed and writhed in pain as she lay on the dirty and muddy ground. "We witnessed how depressed Avery became when she heard about you and Sir Kieran. She cried almost every night! Do you know how much it hurt for us, who regarded her as our family?!" Gracy shouted, kicking her leg. "That's why you should just disappear!" Ella added. Gracy stomped on her head and then smiled like a mad woman. "Desperationis. That's what my power is called, which means despair. Because for the next few days, you will slowly be swallowed up by depression. You will think of nothing but negative things. You will cry every day. You will lose your appetite for everything until you can't bear the extreme s

He had never imagined such a disaster could happen in a deal he had spent a year negotiating. At that moment, Sandra dropped to a deep ninety-degree bow, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded loudly, "I'm sorry! This has nothing to do with Mr. Ulrich! Don't scold him! I failed to discipline my child. Please forgive me, give me a chance to make it right!" The partner, startled, barked back, "I'm talking to Grayson! Who are you? How dare you ask me for forgiveness?" Sandra's tears fell in a torrent. Her shoulders shook, her posture small and pitiful, looking both wronged and helpless.

"Just stop, stop apologizing and telling me what I already know." He blinked and stared at me almost dumbfounded. "I am sorry, I don’t know what to say or do… I don’t know how to help you," he whispered. I turned away from him. I felt lost and overwhelmed with a pressing depression that I couldn’t see my way out of. "I can’t hear about how sorry you are or how bad you feel for not being here. That's only making me more upset and I’m too… I can't think about that," I muttered in reply. Jaxon’s eyes were swallowed up with sadness.