Depressed Stories

As of late, Shakes has been feeling. . . down. He couldn't really place his finger on it, but in all honesty, he just hadn't been feeling himself lately. It felt selfish for him to feel the way he did, but with the media constantly crowding him and the hatred, it had all been adding up. . . His teammates hadn't noticed much. . . he really hoped they didn't. Maybe he could fix it before it all fell apart. Before he fell apart. And now, at the trials of one of their greatest competitions, expectations are high, and all that pressure can get too much. Will Shakes be able to fix himself and make it out alive? Or will he crack under the pressure and take extreme measures? And will his team realize that their youngest member, is feeling down? !! DISCLAIMER & TW !! Yes, I own nothing but the plot line. Yes, I am a supa strikas fan Yes, I have angstified a kids' show Yes, there are a LOT of trigger warnings, so if you are easily triggered, maybe you should slowly back away. . . I am not english, so this'll either be amazing or horrible Expect inconsistent updates Feel free to correct my spelling thank you, and enjoy Trave1er out☆

Taliah is abused by her step father, her mother has committed suicide when she was five. All Taliah has ever know since she was little is to stay out of sight and stay alive. As Taliah says 'The walls you build don't block people out, they keep you safe.' She was forced to grow up at a young age and she's always been in survival mode. Now at 15 years old her step dad gets arrested and she's placed in the care of her 5 brothers she didn't know she had. Maybe things will get better. Or not. Love, Hate, and Revenge. The three ingredients that make a disaster. There is more detailed description inside, there also will include warnings of what's in the story. I hope you enjoy. Cover by @meha-k Started: August 23rd? 🏅 #1 in broken out of 57.8k stories 🏅#1 in mustread out of 5.2k stories 🏅 #20 in Sad out of 278k stories 🏅#9 in Alone out of 40.4k stories 🏅#11 in lost out of 47.5k stories 🏅 #3 in teendrama out of 10.2k stories 🏅 #13 in depressed out of 31.7k stories 🏅#26 in boyxgirl out of 24.4k stories 🏅 #25 in mine out of 9.3k stories 🏅 #25 in escape out of 16.2k stories 🏅 #337 in family out of 205k stories

The grabber may be gone, but his story isn't over.

A girl, who recently was transferred to Byuksan high school due to bullying at her old school, encounters a guy named Yeongbin. they are not on great terms and something terrible happens. she lives trying to forget about it but its affecting her life worse then she thought. until she makes friends with Yeon Sieun and Ahn Suho, shes distracted from the problems Yeongbin has caused. until she isn't.

A carefree high school girl with her peaceful life and days until someone comes and stirs her heart making her crazily in love with him. It starts with noticing to attraction to desire to... whether her love was success or failure can't be said yet but one thing is sure that her life changed drastically after that...

After a break-in at the Annual Ball, Astraea is left reeling with a tantalising whisper: her mother, presumed dead for decades, may still be alive. The truth comes from the last person she should trust, the uncanny leader of the rogue faction that destroyed her world. Astraea's quest for truth and vengeance propels her to juggle her unbridled abilities with her covert life as an undercover agent, hiding in plain sight among Earth's unsuspecting humans. The resurgent evil forces Prince Kace, a formidable half-blood, to fly out of his jurisdiction with his mates to confront it. Haunted by a past he thought he'd left behind, Kace is guarded and distant, his piercing green eyes revealing nothing but the fact that he's not to be underestimated. He's a walking contradiction between power and prejudice. Disdain toward his impurity taints their sneers but fear keeps their tongues tied. As old rivalries flare and their powers collide, Astraea must learn to control her fire-and her ego-while Kace must decide whether trust is worth the risk. In a world that doesn't accept them, victory may demand sacrifices they never imagined...including each other.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ Kabir Singh Rajput needs a mother for his son. Rashi Vikramaditya needs a father for her daughter. Love was never part of the decision, only a quiet understanding to build something steady out of what life had left behind. But Rashi doesn't step into his life just to fill a role. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭. And Kabir, a man who has learned to live without feeling, isn't prepared for what that means. Because somewhere between shared responsibilities and unspoken moments, distance begins to close. Lines begin to blur. And what was meant to be simple... isn't. Especially when the past they've both buried isn't separate at all... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬. ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ •||𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: Single Parent, Desi Romance, Widow, Second Chance at Love, Arrange marriage, Healing Through Love, Mystery & Second Marriage||•

A transgender woman with many health issues going through her life, one that is going down so much it makes her wish she was never born, yet still trying to go on.

𝗜𝗡 which we are met with a series of poems, spilled from my heart, just as water spilled from Jesus's side. Copyright poetry 2026 { @oceanrots }

Hihi, you guys call call me Yuki! SO basically this is just a random collection of thoughts from me, inspired by my super duper cool and smart and talented friend Ambrosia who also did this, but she, nor any of my irl friends should be able to find this. (maybe she could, but its a gamble >v<) I reccomend this for depressed/insane ahh people who get off the feeling of "knowing" or "relating" to a stranger. If you know, you know. Anyways, I'm using an alt so no one finds this, and they won't know its actually me, because what i write, my inner thoughts, would forever irreversibly change what they think of me, heh :p

Leo knew he had issues. In his situation, who wouldn't? But maybe, just maybe, he'd let them go too far. He'd gotten annoying, he could see how his friends reacted to him. The kept him around because he was useful. So he'd be useful. But after that... What was the point in being here? *** *** In where Leo, after a possible mental breakdown, leaves Camp Half-Blood to find his own place. And just so happens to find himself in Gotham City

For all the people who didn't feel loved or hate themselves.

Fifteen year old Kaylee has spent most of her life trying to survive- raised by addicted abusive parents and forgotten by her brother who were taken years ago. Now they're back, Grown. Determined to bring her back home. But home isn't a word Kaylee believes in anymore.

|English| • englisch quotes • german quotes • one chapter - one picture • one chapter - one quote ▲ !WARNING! ▲ → depression → suicidal thought → but also just sad quotes 05.12.2016 #200 in Poesie

Tw: abuse : gore : SH : su!c!de : violence. The dark room send shadows loom. A person sat right at the center. Crying. Love? Hurt? Aren't they the same?

"Am I ever going to be okay?" I asked. "Someday." THIS STORY IS NOT ENCOURAGING SELF HARM. IT CONTAINS SWEARING SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE THAT THEN DON'T READ.

"A collection of heartfelt stories where friendship blossoms into love. These tales capture the magic of shared secrets, unspoken feelings, and the beautiful journey of finding a soulmate in your best friend."

Uuuhm yeah, pretty much just the title. I just wanted to post my crappy art lol.

Some stories begin with love. This one begins with a quiet breaking. In a town that feels too small, in days that repeat without asking, Rose Wilson learns how to exist with something missing and no way to fill it. Grief does not leave. It softens at the edges, but it stays. In the silence. In the spaces between her thoughts. And in that silence, John appears. Not all at once. Not in a way that feels wrong. He moves carefully. Speaks gently. Finds the parts of her that ache and makes them feel understood. Like he sees her. Like he knows her. Like he is exactly what she needs. And maybe that is why she lets him in. Because some people do not arrive loudly. They settle. They linger. They become something familiar before you realise they were never safe. He does not take everything at once. He shifts her. Piece by piece. Thought by thought. Until the line between who she was and who she is becoming begins to blur. And by the time she sees it, she has already changed. ⸻ So she leaves. A transfer. A city that does not know her past. A life that finally begins to move. And there, she meets someone else. Not like John. Not even close. He does not reach for her. He does not rush to understand her. He does not fill the silence just to break it. He lets it exist. He lets her exist within it. And somehow, that feels unfamiliar. He does not fix what is broken. He does not ask her to explain it. He just stays. Through the distance. Through the hesitation. Through the parts of her that do not make sense yet. Because some people do not come into your life to change you. They come quietly, after everything has already fallen apart, and remind you that you can still become something whole. ⸻ This is not a story about easy love. It is about the echo of someone who should not have mattered and the quiet presence of someone who does. About the difference between being held and being understood. Between losing yourself and learning how to return.

I didn't lose her all at once. It happened slowly, in late replies, in shorter conversations, in the quiet feeling of being replaced without being told. I stayed longer than I should have. I adjusted more than I needed to. I became someone I didn't recognize... just to be kept. This is the story of the versions of me I had to let go of before I could finally choose myself. Not everything that leaves is meant to be chased. Some things... are meant to end.