Depressed Worthless Quotes Novels & Stories

The weight of Scarlet’s cruel words bore down on her like a crushing weight, threatening to drag her into the depths of her own self-loathing. Amidst the chaos of her hallucinations, a glint of light caught Emily’s eye, a shattered shard of glass that was within reach. At that moment, she felt a sense of helplessness hit her hard as she reached for the glass shard, with words of self-deprecation tumbling from her lips: “I don’t deserve to live; I’m not worthy.”

No one would even need to come against me, as I'd be crushed under the immense weight of guilt, unable to get back up again. A sudden thought crossed her mind, and she sent another message, asking if that person could bribe the doctor at this hospital. … As my parents and brother always favored the adopted daughter over me, I used to question my worth. I thought I was worthless, that they didn't love me because I wasn't good enough. I had felt like a piece of garbage, and there had been no reason to be alive. I had fallen into depression, and more than once, wanted to end my life.

"Because I do not have anything to add to you. You are the only one with the brains while I just sit here and leech off your benevolence!" "Do you really consider yourself as worthless after everything we've been through?" He whispered. I looked down. The silence was enough to deafen everyone.

I felt my mouth go dry and my chest tighten. She stepped closer, her shadow blotting out the faint light. “Are you just going to give up? Prove them right? Be the quitter they painted you to be?” My throat locked. “In two weeks,” she pressed on, her voice sharper with every word, “if you don’t prove you’re useful, then you are worthless. Do you understand? Worthless. Just another body. And when you’re worthless here…” she let the silence hang before spitting the truth, “you’re nothing.”

“I’m not worth your tears.” She nodded. “You are. You’re worth every last tear in my body.” “I’m not,” I argued, moving away from her. I shoved off the bed and begun to pace the floor, the old words reopening the scars and reinforcing everything I had tried to push back. Reminding me of what I am. Reminding me of the worth of my life, of my body. “I’m not worth you. Don’t you get it? They were fucking right, Mags. I’m not worth anything. I’m too fucked up. Everything they ever said – every time they told me I wasn’t worth shit, every time they told me no-one would ever want me–”

“Hey, you. How are you enjoying your celebration so far?” She made a snorty sound and sat next to me. “I know everyone is here to support me because they love me. But I feel quite depressed, seeing everything from outside the box.” “Depressed? That’s a strong word.” I muttered. Karen inhaled sharply, wrapping her arms around herself. “I feel unworthy of these affections, Mark. You know how it was when we were younger. I always had this crazy ambition of doing incredible things that lots of people feared to do. Practically saw myself as the goal-getter. However, time went by and I ended up disappointing myself in many ways. Mum never hesitated to show her disappointment. It’s as if she strugg

How could I have been so utterly careless? The words of my old teachers and classmates haunted me now. Their voices sneered in the back of my mind, mocking me that I’d never amount to anything. Maybe they were right. What good was my life if I couldn’t make a simple decision? I had little money left, no meaningful investments, and every business venture I’d tried had failed. What did I have to show for my life? Nothing but a string of failures and broken dreams. How could I even think I was worthy of Zina? She was sophisticated, intelligent, and full of potential. She deserved so much more than a broken man like me.

my susbconcious mind said I shook my head “You were a fool, Serena, you failed to guard your heart for the second time… you’re foolish… no one would ever love you, why did you even dream of it??? By now you should know that you’re nothing but a useless burden wherever you are” “Even if you go to the end of the world Serena, you would still be useless” I shook my head again as tears poured down my eyes like a stream “No” I whispered “No, I don’t deserve this, im not at fault…” “It is all your fault, Serena, own it” “No” “You’re worthless” “No” “You’re trash!” “That’s not true, that’s not true” “No one will ever love you because you don’t deserve it” “Noooooo!” I screamed, trying to block the

"Adulf, this isn't some television drama, there's no fame in this. This is reality where nobody gives hell who you are--only three four people in your neighborhood. " "Now you speak my language--. " "These few people who happen to love you, you make their lives a living hell. Depression is a desease. A desease you've been living with 3 years now. " "The desease I know about is tipically unknowble right? "He flicked the empty butt of his ciger out of the window in the traffic"wrong though, I've been low all my life. "

I mean, yes, there was this sayings that you will become one whom and what you would love if you are desperate enough to be that. I do not know anymore. Even with my thoughts, I pressure myself more and worst. I really do not like this. No one might pressure me, not to mention my family but me alone. Life is too hurry and pressuring for me to the point that I always think that I want to rest already because living life is not worth it anymore. I continued chewing the foor silently and unconsciously looked at the door. I do not know why I expect someone to be here and visit me.