Depression Fighting Demons Quotes Novels & Stories

What if Jack uses all this power to crumble my last hope. This thought crossed my mind. Making me feel uneasy. "No no, it won't happen I will never let him do that to me" I whispered under my breath. I took a deep shaky breath to calm my paining heart. "Everything will be good soon. I will come out of this situation too" I chanted these words under my breath which never failed to give me the strength to fight against my demons.

The Shadow Demon's contemptuous eyes used to make him depressed and sad, but he always told himself time and time again that a lonely and noble soul is always difficult to approach, As long as he Is patient one day, the Dark Demon will accept him. But what did he get in return, just four sentences in five hundred years... It's okay to say less, after all, it's better than saying nothing and just fighting to the death over and over again. Every time he was beaten by the Shadow Demon, he always said to himself: “What did I do wrong?”

“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.

The weight of Scarlet’s cruel words bore down on her like a crushing weight, threatening to drag her into the depths of her own self-loathing. Amidst the chaos of her hallucinations, a glint of light caught Emily’s eye, a shattered shard of glass that was within reach. At that moment, she felt a sense of helplessness hit her hard as she reached for the glass shard, with words of self-deprecation tumbling from her lips: “I don’t deserve to live; I’m not worthy.”

"You are ready for your first." Ready. The word echoes within me, igniting a firestorm of resolve. I am ready to confront my demons, ready to defy my oppressors, ready to claim the destiny that awaits me. “What if I don’t win?” I ask. “You need to practice on your oppressor, or if would all be in vain.”

I groaned from the peripheral vision I could see Deane storming over to me, furious, her gaze promising revenge I doubt I'd survive. I looked at the woman. “Help me,” I whispered once more just as I felt another impact blow from Deane, and just as darkness began to drown me, I heard the woman again.”Don't fight it,” Everywhere went dark. But I could feel it. I could still hear the woman. Her whispers. “Don't fight it. Think about Emily. Think about Lucian. Think about all we've lost. They need you. Us,” Us?

"Well, I should not be too distracted like focusing on hunting demons or feeling extreme emotions that might trigger the demon. Or else I would be swallowed in one moment." I nodded, listening seriously. Lucas stared at me. His eyes flashed. He then smiled mischievously. "And...my soul should always be relaxed and comforted. The slight depression or stress might affect me heavily. I should not be exposed to any aggressive words or violence. It would be great if all of my wishes and requests will be followed so that my soul would not be impacted by dejection and regrets." "....You add that last sentence by yourself, right?" Lucas: "...."

Because I've protected everybody, and I just thought I'd tell you, in order to understand that this wasn't a suicide mission. I believe in you, remember that. You'll do well to make me proud today, I'm counting on you. I smiled. In the depths of hell. Then, I jumped into the fray. A few demons noticed me and ran straight to my direction, probably thinking I was a weak one. They tried to hit me, but it was virtually useless. I'd make them regret their mindset.

“I understand. But it’s time for you to come back. I can’t have you out here drinking yourself to death.” “I tried death; she won’t let me pull the trigger.” “Son, death is not an option. I know the demons in your head have created an army, but so have I. You are part of that army and you are not allowed to quit. Not like that. If death comes for you, it better be from someone else’s bullet. Not your own. How do you think she would feel if she knew you did that? How do you think she would feel if she came back and you weren’t here?”

Instead, he found understanding and unwavering support. "Zee, it's not easy. I have worked hard and trained even harder. I have seen darker days, Zee, days you wouldn't dream of imagining-" A soft smile broke across Zyter's face as he cut Christopher off with a light tap to his chest. "But I will admit to the same struggles that drive you. And when times get tough, I'll be right beside you to remind you why we must fight our demons." He placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "We swore an oath to defend our world against the demons who sought her destruction. We eradicate evil and restore peace, even to the simple-minded who occupy this world and have little to no knowledge of how hard we