I Am Not Okay Quotes Novels & Stories

“I won’t always be there. I can’t always be there. But don’t let the things you don’t say… be the things that break you.” She swallows, trying to hold herself together. “I know I wasn’t the best mom. I know I messed up more times than I can count. But I’m dead now, so technically you’re not allowed to hate me anymore.” there's a wet, crooked smile on her face a failed attempt at lightness. “Yes, I’m playing the ‘I’m dead’ card. Have mercy.” Despite the ache in my throat, I chuckle. Alex does too. The sound is short, shaky.....but it’s real.

I had no money to buy food! I had no friends! No family! I had NOTHING!! Breathe! "Lena, are you alright?" I heard Max's concerned voice from behind. "No, I'm not!" I yelled at him while turning to face him. He froze and I struggled to catch my breath. "First time you are telling the truth about it..." he almost whispered. "Oh, fuck you, Max, like you know me! Just leave already!" I raised my voice with frustration and turned away from him.

(Favourite KAJ quotes) Always expect nothing or the worst from people so you wouldn't be in a shocked state when you get disappointed at anytime. The few people I've let this known to pointed out that it seems way too harsh, mostly Veronica and Mageret. And ever since, I stopped telling people but remind myself all the time because to me it's not harsh cause it's the hard damned truth. The truth is that, people fail to handle the truth all the time. That's why there are lots of heartbreaks here and there, broken/failed marriages coupled along with homicide and suicide. P.S: My friends never quit reminding me how much of a weirdo I and my thoughts are.

Soul official account: “Just friends for the time being.” One sentence, one punctuation mark. It's like I'm using all my strength to write.

I'm not ready to hear his statistics or whatever medical terms he's gonna say. "Sorry," he mumbled. "Please just go home," I said. I can't deal with him right now. "Are you okay?" He asked. I just stared at him. I'm really not in the mood right now, but I suddenly feel like crying. I don't want to cry. Not in front of him. What’s with the questions "are you okay?"? Why is it that when he asked me that, it reminded me that I've been trying to act okay when I'm not?

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘕𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘰 𝘷𝘶𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. "𝘕𝘢𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘐.. 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳� �� 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.. 𝘐.. 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.... 𝘐.. 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶... 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶"

"Fixing myself!? What makes you think I am not okay? You hide from me and it is upsetting! And feeling upset is a natural thing! So what do you think is wrong with me?" "I don't say you are wrong or what its just you are upset and that makes you not okay! Look you are too upset and you even think other things are ridiculous! Imprisoned? Esther? Why don't you look at yourself right and enlighten me the word you are saying that you are okay!"

It’s okay not to be okay, and it’s okay to ask for help, my lovelies. This was hard to write because it is close to home and a bit personal to me. But I want you to know you're not alone. XOXO Kathy.

I repeat my mantra in my head. Everything’s fine. I’m fine. Everything is okay. I’m okay. No. Nothing is fine. I’m not fine and maybe it’s time I stop pretending. That’s all my mom does when he’s not beating her up. She smiles and pretends when her eyes are black and blue, she carries on like her voice isn’t broken from screaming, and she cleans up his mess like her hands aren’t shaking. If I’m going to break this, if I’m going to stop this, I need to admit that I’m not okay.

“All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day.” Never in my life did I believe there would be a day when a quote from a comic would relate so closely to me. But recently, I started feeling that the bad days in my life are far more than the good. I was so tired of fighting to keep my sanity. To fight to stay afloat of the sea of misery that was pulling me to its depths with every passing day. I didn’t think I had more strength to swim. I gave up.