Depression Pain Broken Heart Quotes Novels & Stories

Huminga ulit ako nang malalim saka nagpatuloy, “And as a woman who felt depressed, invalidated, hurt… and broken, I longed for someone who would see through my pain. Someone who can give me comfort… and love that I haven’t really felt for years. A-And… Red… was the only one who made me feel loved. He calmed the storm inside me. He was the one who never left me when I felt like the world neglected me…” Hindi ako manhid para hindi maramdaman na nasasaktan siya sa bawat salitang binitawan ko. I know it hurts him, but I also know I should let everything out. My thoughts, my pain, everything. Kailangan kong magpatuloy.

"Grabe ka pala mag-judge ng isang tao 'no?" "Pinapatawa lang kita, Klara kasi nga malungkot ka," sabi nito na seryosong nakatingin sa akin. "Some people seem upbeat and cheerful, but inside they are struggling the symptoms of depression. Like you, you may look happy outside, but broken inside." Napatda ako sa sinabi nito. Lahat ng sinasabi niya may sense. Parang totoo. I mean, totoo. "P-Paano mo nasabi?"

"But, I more prefer you to be his girl." "P-po?" nagugulat kong tanong, but she just smiled. "Wala! You can now go, iha!" Tumango lang ako at nginitian sila. Aalis na sana ako nang habulin ako ni Dean at hawakan sa balikat. Hindi ko alam kung tama ba ang nakikita ko. Para kasing naluluha siya? I don't know. "Please, be strong. Malalampasan ninyo din ito. The memories from the mind can be forgotten, but not the memories from the heart. Only the strong will can fix the broken heart and can turn it's forgotten memories back."

ngiti ko. "Today is my mother's birthday in heaven" Mahinang bigkas nya na parang yun na ang huli nyang sasabog tungkol sa bagay na yun na sinabi nyang ayaw nyang pag usapan. Kaya hindi na ako sumagot at ako naman ang pumisil sa kamay nya. I can feel his downhearted emotions like needles pinching through my heart hurting me also as this guy's heart was weeping inside but couldn't be able to express it in words other than apologising with words which clearly shows how agonizing he is.

She controlled the stutter of her voice and took a deep breath to ease the pain. He laughed and then suddenly stopped. “So, I guess, this is my first real heartbreak. Not sure if this is what they call dumping? Or you’re my karma for breaking women’s heart before unintentionally.” Seryosong tumitig ito sa mga mata niya. Hinawakan nito ang mukha niya. “Can I just stare at you for a little while? Baka matagalan bago kita makita ulit.” He was trying his best to put a laugh in every word he said but pain is visible.

Tears starting flowing down from my eyes. "Because I love you, I don't care if you're broken, if you're fragile. The right person would hold you carefully. I would hold you with gentle, love and care. I would hold you even though my hands would go numb from holding you, because I'm afraid to put you down. You don't deserve to be putted down. You deserved to be loved, to be carried by a hug. You deserved to be hold like a precious porcelain," Dyq answered. I was left dumbfounded. "But why do people break me? Why do people put me down?" I asked, as my voice cracks.

Tila napagtanto din niya na tama pala ang sinasabi ng ama niya kagabi na malaki ang kaniyang pinayat at parang lantang gulay na walang kabuhay-buhay. Ganito pala talaga ang pakiramdam kapag broken hearted. Tama nga sila, kahit anong pilit mong maging matatag sa harap ng ibang tao pero kapag magulang o kapamilya mo na ang kaharap mo, hindi mo namamalayang lumuluha ka na pala. Ang sabi nito sa kaniyang isipan habang nakaharap pa rin siya sa salamin at hinahawakan ang sariling mukha. Kailangan mo maging matapang, Mara. Tama si Mama, pagsubok lang iyan at malalagpasan mo rin iyan kaagad.

Panibagong hikbi ang kumawala sa mga labi ko. “I can’t do this anymore...” I buried my face in my hands. “Ayoko na...” My voice dissolved into desperate, broken cries. “Please...” I pressed both hands against my chest as though trying to hold myself together. “Please make the pain go away.” Bumuhos lahat ng mga emosyong kinimkim ko. The loneliness, the rejection, the heartbreak, the endless waiting, the desperate hope. Every single emotion shattered inside me until I could no longer tell where one pain ended and another began.

“Ayoko na lang sanang magsinungaling, Cailyn. I still love you.” Napalayo siya nang bahagya, pero hindi na siya nakasagot. Sa halip, tumingin lang siya sa langit, pilit iniwas ang luha. “Love doesn’t fix everything, Austin,” bulong niya. “Sometimes, it breaks you even more.” “Then let it break me,” sabi nito, halos desperado. “Kung ‘yun lang ‘yung paraan para maramdaman ulit kita.”