I Don't Feel Loved Anymore Novels & Stories

I can feel the wind blowing while I lay down on the green grass. It’s been six months since I’ve broken up with my first love and it feels like nothing’s the same anymore. I shouldn’t be feeling this way. But yet I do. Just feeling lost in my own skin and I just can’t let it go. Sometimes I feel so sick of myself. Everyone keeps getting everything they want. I just feel full of humiliation and confusion, but no one understands me. Well, no one in my family.

I don't know what the hell is going on in my life, but it seems like every day is just loaded with new miseries and perplexities. Why would no one ever love me? The only person who has ever been close enough to constantly show me love and understanding has been Mitchelle, and now she is upset at me because I did not agree to go to James Crowley for assistance as she suggested I should. Why would no one ever love me? Now, my Nana and I have a major misunderstanding and are arguing about the same individual, which is quite frustrating. What must I say or do to make them realize that my spirit does not accept anything that originates from him or anything that he produces?

My love is satisfied. Yes, I love her. I've adored her from the first day to the present, every second and minute. But now I have nothing in my hands. My mistake caused us to lose touch. Coming back, I felt empty. There was nothing around for me. Every night and day, I get bored of thinking about her. She is not in a good situation. Now I'm sitting alone in my office, watching the outside. Nothing feels good. Everything is messed up around me. I discontinued eating, sleeping, and working. My health is deteriorating, and I feel ill.

Some days, I feel like a victim. I often feel myself spiraling into a darkness that I can't escape. Am I cursed to a life of loneliness and heartbreak? Is true love even real, or will it remain a figment of my imagination? I feel life is more beautiful when we share it with others, and so the thought of living my entire life without someone to share it with is too much to bear. Who knows? Perhaps I have so much love to give, but it seems like I will always mess it up in the end.

Damon says firmly. I nod. "One thing I've learnt over the past few months is that you can't force or make someone love you. If Axel loves, you and you walk away and just ignore him. He will soon see his feels. But if he never loved you. He wouldn't miss your absence." I explain. I know exactly how she feels. When it felt like Sadie did not love me. My entire world felt like it came crashing down on me. "Why are you so anxious now all of a sudden?" Damon asks.

When he tried to leave, I said, "I wanted to move because I don't want to keep hurting you. but now I'm not sure anymore whether moving will help or hurt. Two and a half years is not a lot of time." He was quiet for a moment and after a few moments of silence he replied, "I have some work to do. Call me if you need anything, okay?" and exited the room again. I looked after him and said quietly, "Okay." Wasn't love supposed to be beautiful and warm? Wasn't it supposed to make a person feel better every time they're sick? Wasn't it supposed to make people happy even if things aren't perfect? But why is it that I'm feeling lonely and cold all of a sudden? Is it because I'm not used to livi

I tried to control it, but it kept coming. “How about we make love tonight?” She suggested. “I'm pretty sure it's gonna help.” That's even where it all gets worse. How am I supposed to enjoy making love with someone I no longer have feelings for? What fun would it be, knowing there were no emotions anymore. I gave her a weak smile. “That'll be helpful, thanks.” She smiled in return. “Anything for you, babe.” “How about you get a shower? Let's not convince ourselves that you can continue with the paperwork. I'll inform Olivia to get your shower ready, what do you think?”

“Why? Why is it that nobody can love me, not even you?” Dr. Levine’s voice softened further, filled with empathy. “Samantha, it’s not that you’re unlovable. You have so much worth, so much value. But I’m not the one who can give you what you’re searching for. Love doesn’t come from trying to force someone else to fill that space.” She shook her head, squeezing her eyes shut as her sobs grew louder, raw with years of loneliness. “Then who will?” she cried, her voice rising with desperation. “Who’s ever going to want me?”

“Yeah, I’m hurting. It’ll always hurt you know? I still love him. I know that. Eight years changed nothing. We were miles apart, I never saw him or heard his name but at the end of the day I was craving his love and his presence. What would few months change for me? Maybe this is how I’ll live the rest of my life. Never being able to truly feel attracted to anyone else. Never finding love again.” “If you still love him, why do you need to find love again?”

I closed my eyes and listened to the music playing, and let the lyrics dance through my mind. “Do you feel love? I know I don’t. With no one to hold. Do you feel love, love, love,” Noah, from the band Bad Omens, sang. I loved that song. To me, his voice was smooth like butter, and nearly all the lyrics spoke to me. After my parents passed away, I had forgotten what true, unconditional love felt like. I didn’t feel love, and wasn’t sure if I would even know how to love someone back. Then I met Draven, and loving him has been so easy.