Novel & Cerita Really Depressing Quotes

Instead of eating all junk foods and I am just thankful that I am not having pimples. Those are the fruit of girls who are failure in love. Depression and if you don’t fight it, you will just let death be in your room while looking at you and preparing a rope or a knife to cut your pulse. Death will be smiling at you and he doesn’t need to set his alarm to pick you up. There will be nothing to wait. You will go with him. But, I am not so depressed. Jeoff’s reason is understandable. It seems to be normal for me talking about Jeoff.

“Come on, it’s in the middle of a highway. It’s like a bad omen for the cars who pass by here. It’s like this mural is greeting them like they’re going to die from their journey.” Vernon chuckled and lowered his gaze at me. “Departure doesn’t always mean death, you know that.” I shook my head. “That’s absurd. This is a very sad mural in the middle of the road.” “But it’s still beautiful, isn’t it?” I hesitated then admitted, “Yes-- but still sad.” “Well, there’s this movie called Melancholia. And I quote, “Because of sadness, there is cinema. Because of sadness, there is poetry. Because of sadness, there is music.”

“All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day.” Never in my life did I believe there would be a day when a quote from a comic would relate so closely to me. But recently, I started feeling that the bad days in my life are far more than the good. I was so tired of fighting to keep my sanity. To fight to stay afloat of the sea of misery that was pulling me to its depths with every passing day. I didn’t think I had more strength to swim. I gave up.

The days after the court's decision felt like a never-ending twilight. The weight of being removed from my position at Whitney Corporation and the devastating news about my infertility plunged me into a deep, suffocating depression. It felt as though the very foundation of my life had crumbled beneath me, leaving me adrift in a dark sea.

I wish I was just a lake. Could somebody please tell me how to not be sad knowing you wanted to follow your old man’s footsteps but you were not that good enough to do that? And one more thing; every thing I had been feeling all this time, were these just bits and pigments of sadness brought by the demises of the victims, or was I just really depressed with everything that had been going through? I could not figure which was which. Can somebody please do it for me?

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.

I answered. “Well, I don't think that's a reason to almost drown yourself, life is beyond this. I can see that man has the hots for you even if he doesn't know, he feels something for you, that's a start. Whenever you feel depressed, take his card and go on a shopping fee instead of drowning in sorrows and wanting to end your life.” She advised, my eyes popped out and almost unhinged itself from the socket.

She smiled"yes, I'm a little unhappy. But sadness doesn't mean you're depressed. When it takes a span of weeks and then months and into a years, its called a depression. Anybody can be sad. " "Everyone should be. "He said. "What do you mean? " He did not respond. "You're intentionally detaching yourself, Mr Cain. You are struggling to make yourself robotic to the things you're feeling for the situations around you. " "This is the much reason I doubt anyone's prowess to help me. " "Its my job. " "You're doing it poorly. " "God, cain-" "Mrs moorman? " "Yes? " "You mentioned my name. " "How so? "

I switch from being playful to being serious because I was not having any of that anymore. “The crisis is still ongoing, man. You know how peeps are dying daily. What if one of you two gets caught up before then? It’s not like it is assured that you both would survive the ongoing crisis. Let us just say I am being realistic here.” “Nah, you are just being a sore pessimist that I have always known you to be. Dude, you need to change the way you think. It’s toxic.” my tone is laced with bitterness when I tell him that. I could not believe that he would bring the quote of realism to me when he damn knows well that I hate such talks. I wish I could just give him a punch for ruining my mood.

He lifts the one, greying brow. "I was thinking about Levi. My head was spinning with anxiety and I just felt so, so lonely and empty. I felt like all my joy was just spilling out of my body." I describe, realizing just how true my words are. I really do feel just so absolutely tired and...depressed? Like something is missing from my soul. I hate how I know exactly who it is.