It's really depressing when this rainy weather continues.

His behavior feels uncertain.

I feel uneasy about his attitude, I have no idea what he's thinking.

This room is gloomy and it makes me feel bad.

He always looks sad when he listens to depressing songs.

He fell into dejection.

He suppressed his feelings and said nothing.

His heart was filled with pent-up feelings that had been stagnant for a long time.

I love flour-based food, especially pancakes, which I eat at least once a week.

I don't know where to go.