Depressed Worthless Quotes Novels & Stories

"To kidnapped is not a fun sight Diego, especially at that age. Please just let me try..." "And kill yourself? you want to kill yourself?!!" "I worth it", I said. "And you feel like you don't have a worth , your life doesn't have a worth?". I shrugged sadly, "I don't anything to live for honestly so why not ", I said in a sad whisper.

Larry has always been closer to Mum, and I'd been closer to Dad, and I understood his tone and pain of speaking to me harshly earlier. I felt worthless, useless. Never for once, have I tried to save Mum. What if they had really killed her? What if she never returns back to us like Larry pointed out? Oh—God. “I'm so worthless, I couldn't even look for her. I'm worthless!” I cried out, smashing the glass of juice in my hand on the wall as it shattered before me. Likewise, I gasped when a piece of bottle pinched my skin, casting blood to ooze out of me, but I didn't care.

I smiled at her when our eyes met, her eyes are still puffy with all the crying she did while bravely telling me her horrible past. "You're not a worthless woman just because someone abused you, mate. You're brave, you're strong, you're courageous, you're mighty. The scars that you carry in your heart with all those months of enduring the abuse make you more beautiful to me, mate. You're beautiful, mate." I said with conviction as I stared at her intently. I was hoping she somehow feels better now knowing that I don't see her as a worthless woman. Never in my wildest thought will I ever think of my mate as a worthless woman, that is such a hurtful and the harshest word to say to my mate. I w

Even though I tried to numb myself from this pain but I guess can never unsee it, not when she’s right here, reminding me every essence of the memory I buried. “How do I know it’s not another low-class trick of yours…” she strolled in my direction. she groped my hair in her hands, pulling me face up, taking a very fine glance at it. “Fuck… why am I even seeing this…” I heard Azrael’s voice; he moved in my direction and I shook my head. Every day I wake up, I feel more worthless than yesterday and feel this world would be better off without me. My life really means nothing, all I have is this unsurmountable amount of power, which is destroying everything slowly unlike how fast it ruined me.

“You think you’re strong? You’re the weakest person I’ve ever seen.” “You’re cursed. Everything you touch turns to ruin.” “You don’t deserve kindness. No one in this world owes you anything.” “You’ll never escape this life. You’ll die as nothing, just like you were born as nothing.” “You’re a parasite, feeding off the scraps of others because you can’t make anything of yourself.” “No one would cry if you disappeared tomorrow. They’d probably celebrate.” “You’ll never be good enough for anything or anyone.” “The world would be better off without someone like you in it.”

At this rate, I hope it’s soon. I felt the age-old feelings of self-doubt and worthlessness start to re-surge strongly within my mind and heart. “What good am I if I can't even perform the basic function of a woman?” I whispered out loud. “Maybe Monica was right after all…” I thought about some of the things she said. “I’m literally worthless as a woman. A bag of bones with a weak soul.”

I deserve everything going on now, it's all my fault, now karma is paying me back. I need her, but where will it come from? I am all on my own now, I have never felt these miserable. I don't have a single appetite to eat or take anything, I feel so not good. Since yesternight, I have not been myself at all, I have not been able to even take a sip of wine or water. I think I might be falling into depression, these is one of my darkest time. I have never felt so depressed and weak , I feel miserable and in all, I think I might deserve it all. I did this myself, I am now bearing the consequences.

I have no self-worth nor value! Because why the fvck was I thinking of giving this horrible man a second chance just this morning?

I was a nobody, a zero, a waste of space. Vivian's constant belittling Victoria’s disdainful gaze had drilled this truth into my mind. I was unworthy, unlovable, and unimportant. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I thought about Axel, and how he might not even bother to look for me. I didn't blame him, though. Why would he waste his time on someone as worthless as me? The darkness closed in around me, suffocating me with its crushing weight. I was trapped in a prison of my own making, with no escape in sight.

I snarl, grabbing his hands to put on my neck, but he seems resistant and removes his hands from my neck. “Kill me!" I yell with pain. “I said kill me, goddamn it! Yes, I'm worthless, I know that! I know my life is worthless! Saying those last words, I burst out crying so painfully. “Even my best friend is almost at the verge of hating me," I cry, hot tears streaming down my cheeks like an endless fountain of water. Slowly, I crouch down on the ground and pour all my emotions out. “Oh my God!" I cry again. “What... what have I ever done to this fucking life to deserve this kind of shit?! My life is a mess! A big fat ass mess!" I yell painfully.