Quotes For Depression Novels & Stories

"Isn't that silly?" Raeleigh shook her head. "It's not. But I can't understand why... if your Mom can't drink and will be in more pain if she drinks, didn't you stop her? If it went on, then her body wouldn't have been able to stand it even if nothing happened." "Drinking and smoking are ways of coping with depression," Xanthus answered. Raeleigh was stunned by his words. "Depression?" He nodded. "My Mom suffered severe depression after losing her daughter. The illness was terrible and torturous. Even the best psychiatrists in the world can't cure her."

I said For deep down I knew, I couldn't bear the atmosphere and all that had happened. And I think he knew it too, giving me a tight hug as if I were his cousin James. Genuine care it was, I see him in you ' he said. And I feel her around us, watching in amazement. I got to know him personally when I hit my depression phase. He'd say something like "we are a dying generation, but that doesn't necessarily mean we aren't worthy of a life filled with joy and happiness. And now I think, I understand what he might have meant.

doctor said "now she is ok but if this depression continues her body is too weak to accept it then it may become dangerous for her life" we dont know what to say what the hell she did wrong everytime she has to face problems why god also not showing mercy on her then doctor said "you people can go inside and see her" we went inside to see her we are broken by seeing her face it became pale everyone envy of her beauty but now all her charms gone due to one person she became pale like a dead body why god why

The boys garnered some wood blocks back at the cabin’s tool shed, while me and Nica flumped at the cushioned sand, gossiping and opening up about our worst regrets. “Getting toppled by the exacting expectations. You can’t please everybody, even your parents,” remarked Nica. She took a momentum before she added, “Actually, I have chronic depression. Please don’t tell my brother I told you this. I had to pay a visit to therapist, periodically, costing a quarter of my monthly earnings as a full-time model. I’ve lost my appetite, looked extenuated. Thinner than my body today. After all those plights, I managed to rise up to the occasion. I moved out from our house and still trying to find that p

Now I was going to let it rob my own life. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Note To The Readers: Please, please, please seek help from people you trust or are professionals if you feel depressed. Sometimes we never know when life takes a U-turn and hits us really hard but we do know that nothing can break us except for ourselves !

“You are the only person who has ever really listened without making it weird,” Zack admits, his voice dropping to a lower register. “Everyone else either starts crying or tries to give me inspirational quotes or something.” The wind rustles through a nearby oak branches overhead while they sit in comfortable silence for a moment. “Inspirational quotes,” she echoed. “That is a new one. What like ‘hang in there’ cat posters? Weird.”

Mom always says that depression is nothing more than an illness born of idleness. People who are truly busy studying don't have time to be depressed. So, during my senior year of high school, I lie awake through countless nights, my hair falling out in clumps as I tremble over endless mock papers. Mom only slides another mock exam booklet in front of me. "Finish this booklet, and you won't have time to wallow in self-pity." At family gatherings, my relatives notice that I keep my head down and barely speak. They ask Mom, "Why has she gotten so quiet?" Mom's face darkens at once. "It's because she's guilty about something, duh. Go on. Tell everyone what you've done wrong this time." Late

He looked at me, puzzled. “What the heck? Of course not!” “Did you tell her to hang herself?” “Naya, what the heck are you talking about? That’s nonsense—” “But you said it was your fault that she did that, and you said you didn’t lock her in or tell her to do it. Why are you blaming yourself?” “Because I didn’t check up on her?” He wasn’t sure of his answer. “You have no idea, Kalix. Depression is a sickness, just like any other illness, it needs treatment. But first, they need to say they’re sick; we can’t help them if they don’t speak up,”

“I think you should get tested. Get some real answers instead of just assuming something. And talk to someone. Like a professional. To help, you know?” “Because you think I'm wrong and I'm just acting crazy?” He laughed mockingly. “No, because you’re miserable. You know depression isn’t just not wanting to live. It’s also not wanting to do shit and spending your whole day in bed. It’s not taking care of yourself. There are different forms…” “I don’t know. It feels like I’m making a mosquito into an elephant.” I chuckled softly. Dad taught us that saying. It’s the Dutch version of making a mountain out of a molehill. “You’re not. You are important. Your mental health is important. And I love

It's too unfair! I quit my job and stopped leaving my house, I don't even think I've been getting enough sunlight to be alive right now. I stopped eating and drinking, I was losing weight faster than anyone can imagine, and I was turning into bones. My hair became brittle, my lips completely chapped and dehydrated, and the shadows under my eyes were horrible. I didn't have any way to cope, depression had swallowed me whole. She was my only friend, my best friend and I refused to believe she was dead.