Showing sad stories for tag "Depression"

Forget me not....

Sofia Ortega

04 Nov, 2017 07:29 AM

"Hi dear, how are you Melanie I can't deliver everything that we talked I can't make this work. I try not getting any better. I am not want to waste more of your time. You are a wonderful person Sofia. you will find a better person than myself I know and also I am sick. I wish good luck. You will be in my heart always. " How will you answer a letter like this? How will you suppose to answer of something you feel that it's not him but its his depression talking. I met Joe in one of the paid dating app. The dating app was exclusively for Catholic people who wants to meet their love one with same religion. I met him in time that I was not looking for love. Silly saying, but I lift all to God and wait for what he want to give... [Read More]

Tags: Depression, Love Hurts, Love Stories
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Lost In Thoughts

Dre

01 Nov, 2017 08:56 PM

So, My story starts here, just started yr 11, started talking to this gir, after a few years finally had the courage to talk to her, anyways as the days went on we went from friends to best friends we just call and text nothing to big. As the days went on I started falling in love with her more and more, it as unrealistic, but the thing that keeps destroying me is... she likes the person who used to be my BEST MATE, we stopped talking in year 8 no reason why, just did, anyways she cares about him so much and I see why, the way she looks at him, the way she talks about him, but he broke her heart which gets to me a lot. I really want to say something but I'm too scared to, it'll be weird for us then. It kills my heart... [Read More]

Tags: Depression, Sad, Feelings, Suicidal, Suffering, True Story
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The Inspiring Life Of . . .

Maddie West

18 Oct, 2013 01:48 AM

A girl named Maggie was born to old parents. Maggie grew up happy, social, and funny! The most important people in her life were: her BFF Britney, who she met when she was two; her aunt; her mom and her dad (of course!). Maggie had so many friends in preschool that sadly she had to leave most of them then come kindergarden and that's where she met most of her friends. She was good friends with on girl named, Kiki who was a great friend at first but then started to bully Maggie through the years. Maggie had many friends that would protect kindergarden through 5th grade. Yeah she was bullied up until fifth grade and it was on and off bullying. In first grade Maggie was not as talkative as before and stuck with a small crowd. In second grade she was very shy and developed a social anxiety... [Read More]

Tags: Life, Inspiring, Death, Sadness, Depression, Disorder, Bullying, Animals, Years, Friends, People, Best Friend
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My Story

Jessica

01 Nov, 2012 12:06 AM

6 years ago I was abused. My parents got divorced cause my dad threw my mom across the hall and she hit a wooden toy box. My sister got choked against a wall. I tried to stop him and he pushed me down.My sister's actually my cousin but her parents are dead and in a looney bin. I am his only daughter. He's changed. He's remarried. He promised me if he ever got married I would be the first to know. I didn't know till I got a text. "She said yes!" My mom's boyfriend hits my sister and the government got into it. Oh so much help. Now today I come home everyday to verbal abuse called a bitch or fat ass. Then my mom wonders why I don't talk to her. Today, Halloween, I went to school with make up on. I cried on the bus. The gym.... [Read More]

Tags: Abuse, Failure, Fake, Tears, Sucide, Sad, Girl, Depression
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I Failed

ddangkochimp

27 May, 2013 02:28 AM

Hi there, call me simply ddangko,, well, just straight to the point that I've failed at my first job after 3 months probation. yes, I didn't pass that probation, and I'm always rejected whenever I apply job. All the interviewer I faced always look at me like,,"ah, you failed the probation" I used to work at junior programmer at some digital agency. Sooner I've found that the workload was really out of my capacity,, I don't have a strong logic and problem solving ability that a programmer should (have been) have (had). Maybe when it comes to learn, I had lack of catching and convincing a brand new thing that came up to me simultaneously. In any scope of subject. So here now it hurts me a lot that I realized I only made my private tutor feed up,tired, irritated, bored,annoyed…this happened to all the tutor that has ever taught... [Read More]

Tags: Failed, Depression, Confession, Sad
Votes: -1
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The broken bond.

Andrew

21 May, 2013 01:19 AM

Singing and acting has clichés, some accept and hail you for talent, others see you as the spawn of Beelzebub himself. My (former) Father was the later. He believed that I was in a homosexual relationship with my best friend, thought I sold my soul to the devil, called me "fat ass," or "faggot" and even saying things as horid as " If you don't lose your virginity by the time you're 15, I'm buying you a call girl." Because of the verbal abuse I was receiving, I saw a therapist, upon discovering this, my father disowned me. It hurts when you are so disgusting, even your own father considers you unfit to be his son. His last words he ever said to me were, "Son, its a fucking disgrace my name is attached to you." The look of hatred in his eyes was just like the one of the... [Read More]

Tags: Depression, Disowned, Hopeless, Disgrace, Hate, Bullied, Alone, Sad
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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
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Death Of My Rose

MaskOfHappinessSoulOf Despair

21 Jun, 2011 09:20 PM

Rosalina was 13 years old when her father was shot in a drive by. She ran to my house at midnight when her mother passed out from being drunk. I still don't know how she ran a mile and a half blinded by tears. She pretty much threw herself at my door. When I opened my door she landed in my arms still sobbing heavily against my chest. I picked up the light little girl and cradled her in my arms and sat down on my couch. She spent a good half hour before she told me what happened. The poor girl's voice was shaky and very quiet that If you took a breath you could have missed something. "Daddy and I went to the bronx and suddenly a guy in a 09 mercedes benz shot my dad and left. I got out of the car and ran home and... [Read More]

Tags: Suicide, Death, Depression, Sadness
Votes: -2
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Broken Up

Xyla Baites

20 Aug, 2013 01:24 AM

I remember a boy. I remember a boy with bright blue eyes rimmed with dark, heavy eyelashes. I remember a boy with feathery kisses and soothing hands. I remember another boy. I remember me. I remember my sparkling green eyes and plump lips. I remember my flaws and faults. I remember my willingness. "God, you're so gay," he'd whisper teasingly in between kisses. "Yeah, gay for you," I'd reply, breathless from the work his hands were doing underneath the covers. He solved my problems, my secret anger management issues. He'd stroke my back calmly and whisper in my ear how much he loved me until my breathing evened out. He made sure I wouldn't hit anyone else with no reason. And because I loved him, oh-so-deeply with my heart attached to his, I obeyed. I behaved myself and ignored what others said, even if they tried to provoke me. All... [Read More]

Tags: Remember, Death, Depression, Love, Murder, Sad, Memories
Votes: -3
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Sex & Drugs

Danelle

04 Jun, 2013 05:49 PM

Silently, I walked in the pouring rain, towards that old abandoned bus station, running away from Daddy again. He was drunk again, and the sting from the smack across my face began to burn with every rain drop that spilled on it. My jaw ached and I could feel my sweater rubbing against my back, against the open wounds from Daddy's belt. He loved adding to the scars. He always had a fascination with making me cry. Then he'd spit on me, and laugh at me. "Crying is for the weak, stupid little bitch! Cry a river if you want. No one cares!" "Daddy, I'm sorry.. I love you.. Please, stop.." I would beg and plead for hours sometimes. That only edged him on more. I sat on the only bench that wasn't drenched in water and buried my head in my hands. I could still feel the burn from... [Read More]

Tags: Abuse, Alone, Cutting, Sex, Drugs, Alcohol, Depression, Bipolar, Scared
Votes: -4
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