Abandonment Issue Quotes Novels & Stories

Giving up on all efforts because one of them failed. It's madness to condemn all friendships because one has betrayed you. To disbelieve in all love because one of them was unfaithful to you. It's crazy to throw away all chances to be happy because one attempt didn't work out. “Brian, whatever for the love of God leave me alone go live your life of adventures and lies please.” “Ana, I don't understand why you left leaving your mother and me what did I do?— Stop being sly, ask your secretary she knows more than I'm going to be fine!”

"Then admit that they are asking for time from me.” "I don't admit it, because we're not. Despite all the stress to try to get this into your head, Penelope, we will never abandon you. I will never abandon you.” "Don't try to make a fool of me, Colton. Sentimentalisms don't move me.” "It's not sentimentality, it's the truth.”

"Mom. You keep saying I'm your flesh and blood. Then tell me — how many ribs does a person have?" She went still. I answered for her. "Two of mine were broken. And you told me it was Chloe being young and foolish, that I'd had a bad attitude, that I should just be the bigger person and let it go. So tell me — exactly how big a person do I have to be to just let go of two broken ribs?" My mother opened her mouth. Nothing came out. Behind us, Chloe shouted, "Mom, don't beg him! Let him leave if he wants to! This family doesn't need him!"

The entity whispered softly through the darkness. “WHY STAY… WHEN LEAVING HURTS LESS?” Nathan closed his eyes briefly. Then answered before I could. “Because leaving hurts differently.” The network stilled. Even the cold faction paused. Nathan swallowed hard. “When you lose someone you love… it destroys you.” His voice shook harder now. “But abandoning someone who needs you…” A tear slipped down his face. “…that destroys something worse.” The entity trembled violently. Because it understood abandonment more than anything.

No attachment, no guilt, not even an instinct to protect her. Only exhaustion. “You destroyed innocent lives because you couldn’t accept rejection,” I said quietly. “Do you even understand how horrifying that is?” Hazel’s lips trembled violently. “I would have done anything for you.” “That was the problem,” I replied. “You stopped seeing people as human the moment they stood between you and what you wanted.” Her mother shook her head desperately. “You can’t abandon her like this.” I looked at the older woman slowly. Then answered with complete honesty. “I already abandoned the wrong woman once,” I said quietly. “I won’t do it again.”

With trembling hands, she brushed away the dry leaves that had accumulated on the grave and gently cleaned the names inscribed there: James and Nancy Everhart. Overwhelmed with sadness and loneliness, she wiped her tears with her sleeve and spoke softly, “Why does this happen to me? Just when I think everything in my life is finally okay, why do I end up feeling so abandoned? How can God be so cruel? What am I supposed to do now? I wish I could have died with both of you; it would have been better than enduring this life alone. The people I care about, the ones I love, always leave me behind.”

“Because what’s mine was taken from me, and I don’t like thieves.” “That’s it?” she snapped. “That’s your excuse? You tear everything apart because you want to ‘take back what’s yours’? Do you hear yourself?” He shrugged, as though her words meant nothing, even though she couldn't see him. “It’s simple, too simple for you, maybe, but I’m not here to explain myself to you.” Her voice sharpened. “You’re destroying everything for nothing. People trusted you, they looked up to you, and now? You’ve turned against them without shame. Tell me, is this who you always were? Or is this who you chose to become?”

“We’ve been through a lot, Nathan. A tumultuous past, and that’s putting it lightly. If we don’t do something about it, something to deal with it, it’s just going to affect our future.” “But I can handle myself,” Nathan argued, casting me a sideways glance. “Everything that’s happened… I’m at peace with it. Aren’t you?” “Are you, though?” I asked. “Or are you just bottling stuff up, just like you bottled up your abandonment in the woods for twenty years?”

He was momentarily taken aback by my sudden question but relaxed a second later. “Is that why you stopped me?” He asked. I opened my mouth to speak but no sound came out. “The truth is…Calla is not meant to be an offering to these hungry Mafianos. You are a strong girl and you can handle their craziness.” Wow. Just wow. For a second I forgot how to breathe There was no pain greater than having abandonment issues and your father is ready to abandon you as well. At that rate, I would actually have no one else.

It was crazy and outrageous how he could demand this. My father’s voice kept on echoing inside my head. I did the right thing abandoning you! I did the right thing abandoning you! I did the right thing abandoning you! Once, twice, thrice, then a thousand more times. It felt like my head would burst from the pressure. "Ahhhhhhh! Fucking stopppp! I don’t care!" I screamed. Wasn’t I his child too? What was my mistake? Why did he abandon me? It was okay that he did, I learned living without him.