Depression Im Not Okay Novels & Stories

I gained something without giving anything. All that aside though, the thought of marrying to acquire more wealth sickened me to my very bones, I may have deceived everyone into thinking I’m chill with the whole thing but I can’t lie to myself, I can’t pretend to myself that my life is perfect and everything is alright. And it is for that reason that I have visited therapist and told them my problems, it all came down to depression, which is nothing new if I’m to be honest. “Socialize more”. They said.

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.]

I am happy and euphoric as if I'm floating on a cloud nine with butterflies in my stomach. But questions keep rummaging in my head. Will it gonna be alright? What will happen if he found out about my illness? Will he kick me out again because I'm a burden to him? Everything is just so sudden. My feelings for Marcus cannot be hidden anymore. He found out about my depression. He found out about me being harassed. Yes, I was not raped but the feeling of being locked in a room, without food or water, beaten up like I was a punching bag, was the worst-case scenario.

I deserve everything going on now, it's all my fault, now karma is paying me back. I need her, but where will it come from? I am all on my own now, I have never felt these miserable. I don't have a single appetite to eat or take anything, I feel so not good. Since yesternight, I have not been myself at all, I have not been able to even take a sip of wine or water. I think I might be falling into depression, these is one of my darkest time. I have never felt so depressed and weak , I feel miserable and in all, I think I might deserve it all. I did this myself, I am now bearing the consequences.

“What is it then? Tell me.“ “It's simply a process of finding one’s true self and finding peace.“ I raised my brows and gasped. “Oh really? Tell me more.“ “In these age, there's now so much pressure on everyone, young and old. Depression is just a step or few steps away from most of us. While few people refuse to take that step because of their grit and resilience, most fail. They had no help or guidance, they give in. Finding yourself, cleansing your soul, these things bring you back, they make living more fulfilling.“ What shit is this girl spewing? I want my money back and she's telling me how to alleviate depression and know myself? I sighed. “Get back to work, Tabitha.“ She blinked. “Si

“I appreciate that.” “It’s what I’m here for. I can’t imagine what you’re going through, but I understand depression. I’ve experienced some severe cases of it, and I understand that not everyone’s experience with it is the same. We’ll take it one day at a time, and never forget, we’re in this together.” ***** The Next Day

“Now don’t be angry” “You don’t even know what you put him through” he looked sideways. “He was gonna go into Stage III depression. Do you know what that means? They’d have kept him with them!” I looked at him shocked. He was in depression? “I-I…” I trailed off. “I can’t even apologize for all this” “It is okay, Astrid,” he said. “Just keep him happy now” “I will, I promise” I promised. He nodded. “Okay, I will not be angry at your wedding” he smiled. “Be happy, Astrid”

He did the same and nodded. "Is it because of your illness that you seem to have pulled so deep in the past?" he asked trying not to make the atmosphere awkward. His smile was annoying. I pursed my lips and nodded. He laughed and then shook his head. He doesn’t seem to be the man I met recently. His aura is not the same anymore. If you think about it, he looks heart broken and emoting here. It is not that easy to get over grief. But I knew he was still fighting. That's good. Depression is not a joke. It takes a lot of time to overcome. Maybe it would be easier if he told someone about his problems.

“They’re antidepressants,” “Why do you have antidepressants?” Zehra demanded. “It’s nothing I... I was diagnosed with depression, nothing big,” Nora mumbled. “Nothing big? You’re taking pills for ‘nothing big’?” “It’s just once a day...” “And you didn’t think it was important enough to tell us? Or are we not worthy enough?” “It’s not that– it’s just..” she sighed. “Listen, I’m sorry. But please don’t make this hard for me. And um... don’t tell Ivanka. I didn’t tell you guys because... I wasn’t ready,”

The doctor didn't know much about Zoey's situation, so he could only offer some basic professional advice. "Depression deeply affects the patient's life because they cannot control their emotions. Sometimes, they could be overcome by urges to do something extreme. However, if the patient is willing to accept treatment and take medication, it shows hope that their condition isn't that serious—it is a sign that they're seeking help. But you have to be very alert to their emotions no matter what."