Depressing Sayings Novels & Stories

"I hate selfishness and don't want to be that to you. I hate that you are depressed." "I am not depressed," I argued, which made her narrow her eyes at me. "Okay, just a little bit. I guess things are not great for me right now, I hate it when I believe in something so strongly and it doesn't go well for me, but I cannot let my joy depend on something short-lived right? It has to be with me so that as long as I am well, I can happy. That is what it's got to be right now." Enough was enough.

I mumbled. Elliot looked up at me and slowly reached to grab my arm, “It's just a theory. I'm not saying that that's exactly what you have, but it's just something that you can relate to.” he said and showed me a page from his book. “So, most people with major depression have conditions that can be identified from the 5 things listed: feeling sad or irritable most days, less interested in most activities you once enjoyed, lose or gain weight from a change of appetite, trouble sleeping or wanting to sleep more, feeling of restlessness, unusually tired, feeling worthless or guilty, difficulty concentrating, and lastly thinking of harming yourself or committing suicide.”

(Asher’s POV) I took a long cold shower while tuning a loud uplifting music—a routine I would always do when I’m down. My mother said that feeling depressed and anxious is okay, it was a sign that you’re thinking about your well-being, but the moment it passed the threshold where it’s supposed to be and started devouring your mentality, that was when you should put it to a stop. Because of that, cold shower and uplifting music are my muse to put a halt to these depressing feelings.

Satisfied smiles and agreements. "Truly, depression is scary. I was so upset. I feel like... I was all alone by myself. I lose appetite and even my interest to things. I feel like---the whole world is against me. Rejecting me. I was confused. To my friends, why? I know how it hurts when you badly want to share your problems to somebody but what they returned was cold shoulders. It really hurts. Every minute, my thoughts are bugging me, and it makes me cry. It saddens my heart. I feel so lonely. The worst feeling is when you want to say something but can't because nobody will listen. There is nothing more painful to that. I feel so heavy. I feel so tired even though I'm not doing anything at

"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺." "𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘢, 𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘧� ��𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦."

Papa suddenly looked toward me afterward. “And you.” I blinked immediately. “What?” “You need to stop pretending you’re okay too.” Rude honestly. “I am okay.” Five people looked at me like I was mentally unstable. Traitors. “You literally stare at walls for fun now,” Caleb muttered. “That’s called thinking.” “That’s called depression,” Michelle corrected. Jayden nodded immediately. “Very severe depression honestly.” I looked toward Papa accusingly. “You started this.” A weak laugh escaped him softly. “Alexandra,” he whispered carefully, “you do not always have to carry everybody.”

“If you refuse to talk about him, do you know that you won't get better? Holding it in keeps you stuck.” “I've told you so many times that I don't have a problem,” I said, my voice shaking a bit now. The anger mixed with something softer and sadder. “I am not depressed, and he isn't the cause of my depression. It's not like that.” But even as I said it, doubt crept in. Was it?

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I stuttered. He nodded. "I hate to say this but that's how I see it. You see, you are on a verge of being depressed because of your emotions you couldn't handle. I understand, the situation, the zombies are shaking you up. But that doesn't make a good excuse to be a distraction and a burden to your man. He may not say it, and he may not think you are a distraction to him, but you are."

I answered. “Well, I don't think that's a reason to almost drown yourself, life is beyond this. I can see that man has the hots for you even if he doesn't know, he feels something for you, that's a start. Whenever you feel depressed, take his card and go on a shopping fee instead of drowning in sorrows and wanting to end your life.” She advised, my eyes popped out and almost unhinged itself from the socket.