Novel & Cerita Depression Stories That Make You Cry

"Okay, I accept your answer if you are really depressed. But can you answer my question, what makes you depressed?" "Just imagine, if you were in my position, then you had a one-night stand with someone who managed to make you forget the pain and you were in love that you had never felt and at that moment you are given the news that he is sick. Does your heart not hurt? You don't get depression?" Vero looked at me, he bit his lip while folding his arms across his chest and let out a rough breath. "Okay, when he comes back, will you promise not to be naughty and not to cause any more trouble?"

An arrow hit me right in the chest. The sorrows written in my fate breaking me mercilessly, under the terror of losing my sanity, the horror of hearing what has just happened. What have I done..? The scar given to me will increase from time to time, nothing can save me from this unnerving swamp of repentance and sadness. Overwhelmed by the feeling of this tormenting dejection, the light of hope fades away. No words can explain the depression I am going through, it's endless. “I am so sorry…” I rest my head on Rebecca’s lap to give myself some consolation.

I faced him while he was still facing the other side of the hand. I wrapped my arms around his waist and hid my face behind his back. I just can’t control my depression, my emotions and just cry at his back. He held my hand and just held it tight. He let me cry, until I fell asleep. Because of that, years past Milo drowned himself from work and my depression became worse and. I had panic attacks whenever I felt small aches in my body. But as long as I can, I didn’t let the kids see my situation.

If it happens then it doesn't happens with me, Life please, be short because Sorrowful night cannot be short) **** Ek raat huyi barsaat bohot Mein roya saari raat bohot, Har gum tha zamane ka lekin Mein tanha tha us raat bohot, Phir aankh se sawan barsa Ajab sehar huyi to khayal aaya, Wo badal tha kitna tanha Jo roya puri raat bohot. (One night, the rain was drizzling I cried whole night, There was pain of whole life But I was so lonely in that night, The tear didn't stopped but when It was morning, a thought came, The cloud was so lonely That it cried whole night) After flipping several pages I was a crying mess. My tears were not stopping and continuously flowing. I got to know that his li

I’d spent two weeks in the AA room crying my heart out. When I had no more tears to shed, I counted all the bottles mounted on the walls. When I was done with that I counted the tiles, and then the raindrops that hit the window. Eating and drinking became a second necessity for me; the lives inside me didn’t even matter. Every time I heard footsteps outside the door, or the phone ring or the door open I thought it was Ash. But when I checked and it wasn’t him. It made me sink deeper into my depression.

" I felt numb.My identity changed in a short course of time! People begun to assume me as an unfit man.who can't do anything now..who would no longer creative. " Nicola, mi porti in cabina(Nicola please take me to my cabin) "I whispered slowly. In the cabin,I was sitting on my chair with closed eyes. I am depressed .I don't know why everything is going wrong with me. I was struggling hard to forget his words. Tears were rolling down endlessly from my eyes. Suddenly I heard the clicking sound of doorknob.

“Once I'm down, it can take me about three months to get out of the depression again. And every single day just feels stretched out and you have nothing to do but lay in bed and wonder why you're still alive.” Hunter understood what she was saying, he was thinking about how it felt at the orphanage when he was younger. But the difference was that when he got the money, he's depression and problems went away. But she, she was basking in money and yet she was a lonely soul. “And the worst part of all that is you hate yourself for staying in that bed and not getting up. For being so useless. Helpless...” She continued with the agitated hand-fiddling. “You stay hating yourself for not doing anyt

Sinking to her knees, Sonia unleashed her anguish, her cries echoing in the desolate surroundings. Tears streamed down her face like a rain downpour, each droplet carrying the disappointment and heartbreak of an unrequited love. She allowed herself to revisit the vivid images she had woven in her mind, the life she had imagined sharing with Jayden. The laughter, the love, the moments that would never come to pass.

I looked into his eyes, and said to him, and didn't stop talking, even though his eyes literally started to shake, cause I meant everything, every single thing I was saying to him, every single thing I decided after I left the doctor's office "I want to fight it..." I pierced my gaze deeper into his eyes, and curved my lips into a little encouraging smile, even though my heart was literally a hurricane, but I still didn't stop talking "I want to fight this fucking depression out, cause I can't...I can't..." My voice broke, cause I felt like crying again, but I swallowed back my tears and the lump on my throat, cause I didn't wanted to be a cry baby...No, I wanted to say everything out to him

Janet sat beside her. “I… I… I am just speechless; I don't know, but I don't want to go back; I don't want to go back to that house full of evil, heartless people.” She covered her face with her hands as she broke down crying. Janet hugged her as she patted her shoulder. “I don't know what I did to deserve all of this, but I despise my life and myself. Presently, I'm experiencing emotional depression. I want to be strong, but hell! I'm shattered.” mumbled a broken heart, a heart full of suffering.