SAD LIFE,

There are moments when the sadness feels so overwhelming that it’s hard to breathe. It’s like being trapped in a dark room with no windows, no way out. I try to push it away, to distract myself with school, friends, or hobbies, but the weight in my chest doesn’t disappear. It lingers, reminding me of all the times I’ve felt alone and misunderstood. Sometimes, I ask myself why this sadness won’t let go, why it follows me like a shadow I can never shake.

I watch other people laugh and seem so happy, and I wonder why I can’t feel that too. It’s not that I don’t want to be happy — I do, more than anything. But the sadness is like a heavy fog that covers everything, making even the brightest days feel dull and gray. When I try to share how I feel, it’s hard to find the right words. Sometimes I’m scared people won’t believe me or will think I’m weak. So, I stay silent, holding all the pain inside.

Yet, despite everything, I’m still here. I’m still fighting, even when it feels like no one is watching. I’m learning that sadness doesn’t mean I’m broken — it means I’m human. It means I have a heart that feels deeply, even if that feels like a curse sometimes. I don’t have all the answers, and I don’t know when the sadness will end. But I do know that every day I keep going is a small victory.

I hope that one day, I’ll look back at these dark times and see how strong I was to survive them. Until then, I’ll hold onto the smallest bits of light I can find — a kind smile, a warm hug, a moment of peace. Because even in a sad life, those little things remind me that there is still hope. And as long as there is hope, there is a chance for happiness, too.