Depressed Short Sad Quotes Novels & Stories

DAMSON •Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened. •We are reminded how short life really is, and how we are just passing through. •What we have once enjoyed deeply we can never lose. The seconds were turning into minutes, the minutes into hours and the hours into days. He groaned as he lifted himself from the chair he had previously been sitting on to make himself a cup of tea. He has been trying to come up with some quotes for his tribute but they all sounded shallow to him. He was running out of time and he still couldn't come up with anything. His eyebags were enough indication that he was not getting enough sleep and it was showing in his level of productivity.

It was obvious he was weary the moment he gulped the shot. “Only sad folks drink that way.” I said, rubbing my palm against my forehead. That was the hypocrisy I exhibited when I myself was sad and drunk. “Nah, I'm way more than that. Just disappointed.” “In who?” He gulped another, “In what?, you should ask.” “I'm all ears.” I wrestled with my woven bracelet. “Disappointed in that thing called love. Love is shit.” He chuckled. A chuckle that one could easily tell he was depressed and in extreme pain. Emotional pain.”Cheers to us that believe love sucks.”

His usual bubbly voice sounded grim but I was too choked up by my own emotions to notice it. “Hey Nazi, it's been a minute. You didn't reply to my last text and I was getting worried.” I had completely forgotten about his message within the past weeks of my feeling depressed. We had begun texting more often than before and I must have skipped on the last text. “Sorry I didn't respond, I wasn't able to,” I responded in a low voice. “It's fine. How are you? How has work been for you? Everything is going well I hope.”

Bea groaned loudly, "Because you aren't about to be a sad little bitch who is depressed over a guy! There's so many fish in the sea! That's the saying, right?" I rolled my eyes, "Well, I am a sad little bitch who is depressed over a guy who doesn't want any other fish." Bea ran a hand down her face, "Come on, Jas." "I haven't heard a convincing enough reason," I muttered blandly. I didn't care how annoying and childish I was being. I was sad, they should just let me be sad in peace. "You might as well give up while you're ahead because nothing you guys will say is going to make me get out of my bed."

"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".

"When it happens, I am taken back to the past--to the cruel events that happened and to the cruel scenarios that could happen which my mind weaved so perfectly, but please remind me of the present. Remind me that you are here and that I have to stay with you." "When my depression hits again, I become apathetic and numb, and pessimistic and lethargic, like a walking corpse. But please remind me that I am alive, and while I am not okay right now, I soon will be." "I may want to do bad things so I could feel, so I could let my rage out, like grab a blade and paint my wrists, or sleep with a bottle of pills, but please, please take them away from me. Because when they're in my reach, I lose my r

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, "

His hands were balled up. She reached out, gently caressing his cheek, his beard was getting long and thick, the look in his eyes when she touched him, made her pull her hand away like he had swatted it off. She had tears in her eyes. "You are not crazy, having depression is perfectly normal in your situation, maybe if you did the exercises, if you saw progress, maybe you would feel better". "Just get it for fucks sake, it won't get better, it never will, I am worthless". He snapped at her, but his voice was gushing pain, and it hurt her.

Trust me, nobody wants to be sad. We all hate it when we feel weak, lost, and heavy in our hearts. We all want to get out of it desperately. So please don’t tell us “Don’t be sad.” There are times when sadness slaps you like a wind, and there is nothing you can do about it. You try everything, but nothing helps. So please accept that it’s okay to be sad.

I can’t stand my empty bed that Ashley’s not in. I can’t stand the fact that I’m only happy three days a week, and even then it’s only partial because I don’t have her. I know I need to move on, but I just don’t know how. This emptiness is poisoning me, day by day. I walk in and head straight to my bar, make myself a Scotch, and go sit in the dark by my pool. I hit my playlist of depressing heartbreak songs and a personal favorite by Kaleo comes on. Way down we go.