Hurt And Disappointment Quotes Novels & Stories

She stop her tears from flowing down but she failed once again, bumagsak pa rin ang mga ito sa kaniyang mga palad na nanginginig. Tonight, two of the special persons in her life made Sapphire feel how disappointed they were to her. Punong-puno ng pighati ang gabi niya dahil sa mga palasong dulot ng mga salita nila, though they're just telling truth. Pero gano'n yata talaga? Masakit ang katotohanan, ang reyalidad. And now, the pain's already consuming the fragments of her heart.

Pero nang naabutan ko siyang nag-aabang sa ‘kin habang nakangiti, biglang nawala ang naipon kong tapang para sabihin sa kaniya ang lahat. I don’t want to disappoint him. Ayaw kong saktan siya. Hindi ngayon na mahal ko na rin siya. Kung kailan maayos na ang pagsasama namin, saka naman ito nangyari. Maybe I’m really not meant to be happy. Because every time I will try to, something always happen and I always end up being broken. It became a cycle. A never ending cycle of sorrow and pain.

That's when things started to really mess up. The once-joyful memories echoed with a tinge of sorrow. Our love story temporarily faded, replaced by the shadows of heartbreak. Sometimes, love doesn't shield us from pain. There will be a time when the laughter was replaced by tears, and the warmth turned into a chilling silence. "I'm sorry, Sean. I can't continue this relationship anymore." She wanted to break up. The air is heavy with unspoken words and the weight of an impending storm. The pain was etched and the hurtful words she uttered left scars on my heart.

Mas gusto ko na ‘yung sakit sa lalamunan kaysa sa sakit sa dibdib. And still, I kept waiting. Waiting for my phone to light up. For her name to flash. For one message—kahit isa lang. Kahit galit. Kahit mura. But nothing. James stopped calling too. Maybe he finally gave up. Maybe everyone did. Maybe that’s what I really deserved. I slumped back into the couch, hand resting on my face, trying to stop the pounding in my head. I hated this. I hated me. I hated that every time I loved someone, they ended up getting hurt. Si Leslie. Si Elle. Si Naya.

Ma, "Hindi kita na isip ma. Iniisip ko lang sarili ko, all those time nag hirap ka para pag-aralin ako pero ganon pa ang ginawa ko, sobrang nag sisi ako ma," mas hinigpitan ko pa ang pagyakap kay mama. Disappointed ako sa sarili ko, sa mga ginawa ko at pakiramdam ko lahat nang tao y disappointed din sakin. I hate it. Ayaw ko may na didisappoint sakin pero ako mismo ang gumagawa nang mga bagay na ika-didisappoint nila sakin.

"Naiintindihan ko na ang bawat isa ay may kanya-kanyang pinagdadaanan, at marami sa atin ang dumanas ng kalungkutan at pagdurusa na siyang humubog sa ating pagkatao. Gayunpaman, hindi ito pwedeng gawing dahilan para saktan din ang ibang tao lalo na kung wala itong ginagawang masama. Dahil lang sa nasasaktan ka ay hindi ka binibigyan ng karapatang manakit ng iba." Uminit ang aking mga mata. I remembered the quote, "Just because you're hurting does not mean you can hurt others." "Gamutin ninyo ang sakit na idinulot ng iyong pamilya sa aming pamilya. Bigyan niyo ng hustisya ang angkan ng Persalez at linisin ang pangalan ng aming lolo. Ayaw ko muling makitang nalulungkot at nangungulila si Lola

Looking back at my happiest memories feels like running fingers over old scars—some smooth and faded, others still raw. I once believed memories were like stars: distant, beautiful, untouchable. But I was wrong. Memories are bullets. Some just whistle past, leaving only echoes of fear. Others pierce clean through you, leaving you bleeding in silence. “Condolence, Anastasia.” “Anastasia, I’m so sorry for your loss.” “I’m sorry, truly.”

Maybe she could make this right. But the larger part of me, hardened by years of resentment and the fresh wound of betrayal, remained unmoved. I let the phone continue to vibrate, its silent scream lost in the quiet of the empty bar. The ice in my last glass had melted completely, leaving only the bitter taste of disappointment. Another drink. And then another. The night was young, and the healing, it seemed, would take a very long time.

I tried to hold back my tears when I'm in the middle of our staircase but as much as I want hold it back,lalo lang akong napapaiyak. When I reach my room doon na nagsimulang tumulo ang mga luha ko.I'm always their disappointment.Kailanman ay hindi sila naging proud sa akin.Sa tuwing sinasabi nilang disappointed sila sa mga nagagawa ko, pag-iyak lang ang nagagawa ko.God knows how much I tried to be strong and to hold back my tears pero talagang masakit. I was deeply wounded by their words.I may not be hurt physically but emotionally...I was totally damaged.

Marahan niyang salita at kiniss ako sa noo bago niya ako iwan sa kwarto. Sunod-sunod naman na tumulo ang luha ko. Ang sensitive ko naman ata masyado. Hindi ko kasi matanggap na ginawa ni Hugo ‘yon sa akin. I am hurt. I am disappointed. Hindi ko alam kung ano ba talagang mas lamang sa nararamdaman ko ngayon. Galit ba, sama ng loob, disappointment, hindi ko alam. Ang gulo ng utak ko.