Novel & Cerita Depressing Sayings

“Used to be?” I look at Julian softly, afraid to touch on such a delicate subject, squeezing his hand reassuringly. Julian sighs, looking to the other corner of the room. “Jack’s death broke us. My mother especially. The thing about depression is that it always seems to sneak up like a shadow. It’s there, even when you think you’re over it, even when you’re fine and can’t feel it... It only takes one slip for it to come up again.” Julian says with painful familiarity, almost like he had suffered it himself. For some reason, I feel that he’s talking about himself more than about someone else.

] Big N: [Does your mother really have depression? E: [Do you think I'll curse my mother?] His mother had depression when he was terribly sick. Big N: [Okay then! Seeing how pretty she is and how nice she looks when she smiles, I really won't know that your mother has depression.] E: [Your mother is a truly spirited person too. I didn't notice that she has high blood pressure as well.] Big N: [Bro, it's pointless arguing. Can we find a way to settle this problem?]

Jared, don’t worry about me. I have been through so much in my life and this is something that can’t make me depressed. I have refused, I will never get weak in my life again. I feel that with each trouble I go through because of me and you, I become even stronger” she replied.

"Yes, Perer. If you would mind telling me, please do." "Today, I thought about my depression and how it has been eating me slowly. Do you know what depression is?" "Yes I do," the therapist replied. "Well," I continued. "My depression has been feeding on me slowly. It has taken total control of my body and it is washing me away. Today, I heard the sound of the drum in my bedroom. The sound was not sharp neither was it clear. It was just there. It was from the sound of the drum that I learnt how long it takes for someone to die before he realize he is dead."

“Do you usually sleep this late?” He grunted. “Like I said, damn tablets give me insomnia. So lately, yes.” I nodded. “Has Doc said how long it'll be for the side effects to wear off?” “Few weeks. Like normal.” I knew it was a touchy subject for Dad. As much as he hated the fact he was living without Mom, he hated appearing weak. To him, depression was a sign of weakness. It was not. Depression was a sign of strength – because it meant no matter how weak your mind might be to you, your heart is still strong enough to feel.

he pressed softly. “Ellen’s words… I don’t want us to end up with that fate. The thought of losing you…” I trailed off, unable to finish. “Shhh, don’t say that,” he murmured, gently stopping me. “I’ve learned something from my father: depression is living in the past, anxiety is living in the future, but happiness? Happiness is living in the present.” He pressed a soft kiss to my shoulder, his voice dropping to a tender whisper close to my ear.

Some would say—betrayal—by putting their trust in people who destroy it into minuscule pieces. Some would say—depression—because with it come thousands of emotions, leaving the mind in psychological torment. Some would say—loneliness: because of not having any person, friends, or anyone to talk to who actually would want to listen to what you wanted to say, as you matter to them.

Celeste said. I smiled with tears in my eyes, “correct. Depression is like metamorphosis. All you need to do is hang in there and not give in to those suicidal thoughts because trust me, even if you feel you are destroying yourself, destroying your social life, you are actually turning into a beautiful butterfly. So believe in it, in yourself. Because when you see the light next time, you will have wings to hunt it down.” “Depression is like a miracle then,” Celeste said, and I smiled.

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.]

Anyway, he was very depressed. "Haha, don't worry, don't be dissatisfied. Everything has its own fate, and every reason has its own fruit. It's the same for eating and drinking water." "Right?" Samuel nodded in agreement. "Haha, you agree with whatever I say. It seems that you're just so-so." "I..." Samuel was very depressed being scolded like this. However, the more the other party said this, the calmer Samuel became. After taking a deep breath, Samuel suddenly smiled. "Isn't that true?"