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The room, once a stage for a clash of emotions, now became a chamber of broken dreams and shattered illusions, my steps echoing the fragmented pieces of my heart. "Do I really mean nothing to you?" The question hung in the air, heavy with the weight of unspoken pain. I could feel the words catch in my throat, a bitter truth that I was reluctant to confront head-on. "Anyways, I should have known that all I am good for is nothing. Nothing at all." The words tumbled out, tinged with a self-deprecating resignation that cast a dark shadow over my fragile heart.

Why do I keep losing the people who genuinely love and cared for me? "I-I'm tired... I'm so tired, Mi..." Tears fell hardmy eyes as if they were already used to it. Of course. I've been crying for how many days? Oh... I don't know. I lost count. "How many more lives must be lost? How many more lives will be taken away from me? How many more of my loved ones must be sacrificed? Why can't I just die?! Why not me, instead?! I'm worthless... I am worthless!"

I just sighed as I closed my eyes, and let myself sink into the darkness until I was numb and couldn't feel anything. I’m sorry, Mom and Dad. I’m a worthless daughter. ***

"Don't let that fool dim your light, You're not trash. You're awesome.” He sat beside me. “ I've seen enough broken souls to know strength when it stares back at me. You've got it in spades. Whatever he said, that's his poison, not your truth. You're worth more than he could ever understand... and if you'll let me, I'd like to show you just how much." I slumped onto a worn barstool. My cloak was still damp from the forest's wetness. I shoved my bag between my feet as I anticipated alcohol to drown my emotions. My hands shook with exhaustion.

I felt the weight of my perceived worthlessness pressing down upon me, threatening to crush me beneath its unyielding grip. In that moment, I surrendered to my despair, allowing it to consume me entirely. I cried for the dreams that felt out of reach, for the future that seemed bleak and uncertain. I cried for the sense of purpose that had slipped through my fingers like sand, leaving me grasping at nothingness.

Then gently sat beside me on the bed. "Are you okay Valerie?" She asked gently with a motherly love, that I almost felt like hugging her and crying all my problems out. The void was so filled with depression. I was tired of all this, I didn't want to fight anymore but I couldn't even step back now. How many things would I have deal to survive in this world? I wanted to live not just survive. "Not really."

In and out. I was tired of my life. I was tired of my mental health playing tricks on me. I was tired of my depression. I was tired of my inner demons always telling me that I was worthless. Telling me that I was good for nothing. Telling me that I was never going to be anything in life. That I was never going to be happy. I was never going to achieve success. I was never going to grow up to be the woman that I wanted to be.

“Thanks for the help and message.” “Anything for you, I will hang up now, OK? Take care,” Manu bade and hung up. I became even more restless. I was simply depressed, Mother had tried her best to keep me up with the best hope quotes but nothing seems to cheer me up now. I just want to see Sidd. I wish to see him. Oh God, please help me.

It was the least I could do when she was trying to help me in her own little way. "I feel so fucking worthless." I confessed, two lines of tears making its way down my eyes. My intent was just to whisper so that only Gina would hear, but I'd be damned if she could even read what I said from the seam of my lips. "I know. I'd be a liar to say that I know how all of this feels. It's all happening too soon, I know." She patted my back gently as my insides couldn't contain the sobs anymore. I was crying like a literal baby. Solomon was probably hearing everything, but I was the least of persons that actually gave a damn. He knew it all and he'd be a falsifier to tell me wasn't aware that I wasn't

"They say I'm the one who's driving everyone away. It might be true. I went through periods that I don't recommend to anyone. I'm not just saying it physically, but psychologically as well. To this day there are days when all I want most in the world is to stop breathing. And that's terrible. I know. It's terrible that I'm wasting my life, while there are children who do everything to live and don't have the same conditions. But my head has become as big a mess as anything in my life. But they don't understand.” "Do you have depression? "Questioned the stranger. I shook my head, in doubt. "Well, most people who go to my bar believe that there is nothing more therapeutic than laughing while f