Showing sad stories for tag "Depression"

Speak Silently

Hannan Ahmed

06 Nov, 2014 10:51 AM

It seems like life always gets in the way. Restrictions lurk everywhere; life is not enjoyable. I get hurt easily, I get disappointed easily. Life gets harder everyday. Even when I try to stand up, I fall back down knowing that I am weak and hurting. My feelings are indescribable, you could even say that my heart is literally ripped and torn; my scars are engraved with every second of my petty existence. I am isolate from the world and I am not planning to change that, I am dying yet I won't put up a fight... I am drowning in my misery, yet I won't struggle when I lack air. Time seems to be moving quickly then fading, I am left in the past wishing for something impossible... Wishing for my past to be erased; yet the harder I wish for it the more I get hurt. It seems... [Read More]

Tags: Despair, Depression
Votes: 5
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No Mama, we can't leave!

Madeline

05 Nov, 2014 04:42 AM

So it was really gone then. I thought that we could still stay. I really wanted to stay. Mama and Daddy really wanted to stay. Even Charles, who absolutely hated this place, wanted to stay. I guess anybody would stay here in Oklahoma rather than somewhere else, where they would have to start with a new life, new farm, new everything. But we can’t stay now. We wouldn't have anywhere to live. Because our home was gone. The big, mean people crushed it into little pieces. Although I’m hoping that a miracle will happen in the next few seconds bringing our home back. I really, really hoped, but deep down I knew that the miracle was only in my dreams. I guess that we could live at Aunt Heather’s house, but they will do the same to her house soon, if they haven’t already. It’s the same case for everybody... [Read More]

Tags: Drought, Young, Dust Bowl, Childish, Sad, Depression Era, Depression, Tragedy, Innocent, Parents, Family
Votes: 7
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Impossible school love (part 1)

Lonely Penny

11 Oct, 2014 02:23 AM

I was silently sits on my chair, writing on my sheets on paper while the teacher was talking about the Geographic Region of Montreal. I look at my right hand, which was holding my pencil; on my hand, I have wrote "depression hurts but it's the only thing that keeps me alive until you love me <//3" in black, blue and red pen, with some sad faces. It was true, after all… I just see myself like a tall teenage girl with very short red/blond hairs, shaved on one side with a long fringe that hides my left eye and my forehead covered with small scars; a scary white face who always seems unhappy; two brown eyes always full of water, like if I could cry to every single words; a really good pair of boobs, that every perverts likes; a little round belly because of my few small extra... [Read More]

Tags: Girl, Boy, High School, Jealousy, Heartbroken, Depression, Sadness, Hurt
Votes: 8
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My Story

tarpit

20 Sep, 2014 02:20 AM

This is my story. I was born into a newly-wed couple, with a family history of depression and anxiety. I was a normal child until it came time for me to go into first grade at a new school. I didn't know anyone there and I was fairly shy. That year I was constantly bullied for the way I was, not to mention I made very few friends. After that year, it got better but I never fully recovered deep down, and while I was moderately outgoing, I started to develop self-image issues by the time I was in fourth grade, and in fifth grade I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. Ever since then, my life has been steadily going downhill. Grade Six - I started off Grade Six optimistically. It was my last year at the school and I had a number of friends who I was in... [Read More]

Tags: Life, Depression
Votes: 10
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All alone...

kendra tinch

12 Sep, 2014 02:31 AM

My name is Kendra Tinch, I have night terrors to the point where I am scared to sleep, I woke up by having one about my best friend...Charlie and I can't fall back to sleep so I wrote this about him. Why did god put his life in my hands...my weak, confused, and young hands. Ever since I was in Kindergarten I have always been a loner. I would never talk to anyone and I would always swing alone ever day. My teachers and family members were worried about me saying I was abnormal and needed to make friends. I was all alone, until third grade when I met my best friend Charlie Tuggle. He was my only friend we would swing together everyday. I had the biggest crush on him and I wanted to tell him but I was too scared so instead of saying anything I just kept... [Read More]

Tags: Sad, Depression, Alone
Votes: 11
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just another sad story

mike

23 Jul, 2014 07:03 AM

i don't have much of a reason for writing tonight, but it's 4am and i'm wide awake, dwelling on a recent situation. I'm a gay high school student, and i've been handling it really well, everybody takes me for who i am, and i love feeling accepted. however, in two of my classes this year, there was an older guy. He's kind of a role model to me, he's gorgeous, funny, highly intelligent, accepting, generous, and just an all around nice person. Since the beginning of the year, i had developed a crush on him, which eventually grew huge, and I realized half way through the year that i was head over heels for him. I've never loved anyone before, so it went to my head. of course, my close friends knew how i felt, but we all knew that, even though he may seem like he's into guys, he's... [Read More]

Tags: Gay, Love, Depression, Sadness
Votes: -2
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The bus ride

Hunter

15 Jun, 2014 04:42 PM

The bus is were it all started freshman year of high school...actually it was the last two weeks of summer at band camp when I saw her beautiful eyes staring at me from across the room. We talked and laughed while she was throwing green peppers at me and my friend for us to catch. This was the start of it all. But she had a thing going with someone else ,and I has these...feeling for her. But then the bus ride, I was shocked to learn she was on my bus but she didn't know me and her boyfriend was on the bus...well things happend that I don't like to recall and they broke up. She came to me and we talked and that Friday was game day for the schools football team. So me and her sat there being In percussion, we had nothing to do. But it... [Read More]

Tags: Love Story, Hurt, Pain, Depression, Cancer, Death
Votes: 29
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Yin and Yang

Kevin

14 Jun, 2014 05:24 PM

This is a tale of two people brought together but then torn apart by insecurity and anxiety. Their names are Davis and Elizabeth and they are both living in an average sized town in Texas. The story starts off with them both in high school living their lives not knowing how they would change at a drop of a hat. Davis was a very emotional young man, he had many disorders which were ADHD, Anxiety, depression, and not a disorder but the worst of all is that he a crippling insecurity. He constantly felt like no one cared for him even though he had a whole family who would take a bullet for him. He never had many friends though, he could never manage to keep them since he was so insecure about himself. He would constantly want to talk to girls he liked and was just so aggressive in... [Read More]

Tags: Love, Depression, Despair, Fear, Anxiety, Sadness, Loneliness
Votes: 7
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The Explanation

Ambrosia

19 Apr, 2014 11:08 PM

So before I get into the actual story, I'm going to tell you a little bit about it first. See, I'm depressed, but there are a lot of my friends, one in particular, who aren't. I really want to talk to them about it, to let them know how I'm feeling, but I know that they'll never fully understand what it's like to feel yourself falling apart and not being able to do anything about it. One night, while lying in my bed thinking about it, I thought of this sort of story, sort of metaphor. So here it is. You're on the top of a mountain in summer. The air is warm, friendly, fresh and clear. The sun is shining and the breeze is caressing your skin and running loving fingers through your hair. You are loving every minute of it, but you aren't exactly aware of how good... [Read More]

Tags: Sadness, Depression, Falling, Slipping, Metaphor, Climbing, Recovery, Fear, Desperation
Votes: 1
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A haunting death

Meena

03 Jan, 2014 12:03 AM

I never would have guessed that my best friend, the happiest and nicest looking guy i had ever met, was actually depressed and suicidal. When he would talk to me he would brighten my day and make me feel special and loved, something that no one else has ever been able to do. He helped me forget any problem I had. He even helped me with the worse break up of my life, where my ex mentally bullied and tormented me for months because I broke up with him, after he cheated on me with my best friend and turned all my friends against me after our previous breakups which always came from him because I wasn't following his every move like he wanted me to. My best friend didn't live in the same country as I did but since his father was from here, he came to visit every... [Read More]

Tags: Drugs, Crush, Addiction, Depression, Death
Votes: 5
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