Novel & Cerita Abandonment Issue Quotes

“I know what you are thinking, I am not abandoning you, I’ll be here whenever you need me, but I have to do this for your own good. You are at war with evil forces, and home is your best fortress to fight and conquer from.” I shook my head. “I don’t understand, who put you up to this? Did someone threaten you?” “It is not like that, please trust me.” No matter what she said, I couldn’t shake off the feeling of abandonment. It felt like no one wanted me in their lives, everyone I know is always in a rush to get rid of me; first it was my mother, then Esra and Silas, and now my aunt. No one wanted to associate with me.

"But if you think stepping down proves a point, you’re wrong. You’re not just hurting yourself. You’re abandoning everyone else." "Leaving the job isn't considered abandonment— Especially not when they think of you as incompetent..." I muttered, glaring back at him. Frustration flashed in his eyes as he snatched back up the magazine and waved it before me. "I thought I raised you to be better!" He snapped. "Yet you have grown to become a selfish coward! Have you forgotten about Wesley?" As he mentioned Wesley's name, my breath caught in my throat. "Can he just walk away too? Should he also resign from his company because you decided to play martyr!"

“I thought you were feeling better?” “I was.” I take a sip of wine and lean back. “I’m trying to shake the feeling that things aren’t meant to be and I’m struggling.” “Just because something isn’t perfect doesn’t mean it’s not meant to be,” he counters. “I know.” I nod and take another drink of wine, this time setting my glass down so I’m not tempted to drown my sorrows. “And I know a therapist will say my hyper-focus on needing things to be perfect is rooted in my fear of abandonment, which started when my mom died. She didn’t abandon me per se, but I do fear getting…getting left behind.”

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?”

I replied. He stood abruptly. “This is going nowhere.” “It already went somewhere,” I said. “You just didn’t notice.” I stood too. “I didn’t come here to negotiate my life.” “Then why come?” “Because I wanted you to hear this directly,” I said. “You don’t own me. You don’t own my past. And you don’t get access just because you finally care.” He swallowed. “I didn’t abandon…” “You did,” I said. “And abandonment has consequences.”

“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?”

And it eased more when my parents figured out I was going to do my own thing, no matter what they said. But it’s still a knee-jerk reaction whenever something really fucks with something—or someone—I care about. Like when I saw that resignation letter from Alexis in her inbox. How could she even be thinking about leaving me? How am I supposed to deal with that? I love her. And she said she loved me. But how do you just abandon someone you love? Because that’s what this is. Abandonment. All because of some rumors. Just words from those fucking bitches. They said she only got her position and privileges because she was sleeping with me.

Today we caught three and I can already feel the excitement in the kitchen as there'll be more than enough meat for everyone plus leftovers for breakfast tomorrow. Bringing joy like that to people just has a way of filling that empty dark hole in me so I keep doing it. I haven't even sat down to read a book since I got here, I just make sure I am always moving, doing something, training, making someone smile, anything but standing in one place for those dark thoughts to encroach on me. A book I read called it abandonment issues but they'll never understand how bad it is to be marked by the one being that's hard-wired to want you and yet at the slightest inconvenience, throws you away.

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.