I Don't Feel So Good Novels & Stories

She has always been able to tell when something is bothering me. I may say I'm fine, But I'm not fine. I now feel this hurt inside. Ever since the day that I found my mate things just haven't felt the same for me. Knowing my mate is out there, but doesn't want me just leave me dull inside. I was once happy, but now I don't really feel like I have much to be happy about. I don't want to do anything. I don't want to be around anyone. I just want to be alone with my thoughts as I cry to myself.

Even though I felt like running out into the street. “I haven’t felt good lately,” I admitted to him. I turned my head towards the window as I spoke. I couldn’t bare to look him in the eyes. “Physically, I feel fine. Mentally… I feel awful. I feel sick. I can’t get up in the mornings.” My eyes went back to him. “I want to get up. And I can’t.” His hands covered mine. I was still holding on to the warm cup of tea, but his hands felt better. “Is this why you weren’t in class this morning? Have you been able to speak with anyone about how you’re feeling?

It had been tough but we had scaled through somehow. Maybe it was the season that made me feel very gloomy. Asides that however, I had been feeling rather sick and nauseous recently and I couldn't explain it. My mother had equally noted a change in my appearance and she had ssked me what was going on and if I had been sick but I didn't know either. Everything just seemed to irritate me heavily. “Go to the hood before you break down. You look like you could use some rest. It's been from one issue to another. You deserve to rest.”

"I have a very bad feeling about it." . . . ____________________

"I said, tapping my chin. "Yes, yes," she said with excitement. "Okay, I will sing this song for you, and you have to dance for me then deal?" Nodding and grinning "Deal," she replied and I grinned. "Oh! I forgot to ask how's Mr. blaze? I heard he's sick now." "He's fine, it's just the flu." "Your Mom?" "She's Fine, Too," "Tell me about the business," He sighed, "stressful" "You need to take some rest, and you're not a machine to work all day without taking rest Ro, you look awfully weaker than before."

“I don’t care.” There was a pause. “You okay, man?” Victor asked, his voice dropping a little. I considered lying. It would’ve been easier. That was my default setting. But the truth had been sitting heavy in my chest all day, pressing down on me in a way I didn’t quite understand. “I don’t feel too good,” I said instead. “How do you mean?” “I don’t know. Off. Tired. Not sick-sick. Just…” I trailed off, searching for the right word. “Not myself.”

he said and I took in a breath. “I know, I just I haven’t felt right lately” I admitted and he tilted his head. “What do you mean?” he asked and I sighed, leaning a little into his hand and biting my bottom lip. “You ever have that overwhelming bad feeling” I ask and he nods his head and I nod a little bit back “yeah it’s that, like I can feel it through my entire body almost feels like I’m trapped in ropes and my lungs feel like their burning searching for air and I can’t make it stop and now this text” I said shaking my head a little bit.

" How are you feeling ? " " I'm not feeling okay and it's not in there sick kind of way but it's in a feeling sort of way because I know that I've done something wrong and I don't know where to start to fix it because the one person that trusted me I betrayed their trust and I don't think that there is any coming back from what's going on. "

It's not going to work, at least not today. "I told you last night. I am not feeling well. Can't I take the day off?" I whispered to her. Last night. When I told her that I am sick. I am just making an excuse so they will leave me alone, but now, I am no longer faking it. My body feels heavy and sore, my throat hurts and I have this headache that is hummering the skull of my head.

, asked Dane. "Yes. I don't know what is it. But I have a feeling that I'm not well", I said to him. "Why?", he asked concerned. "I don't know I feel tired all the time", I said to him. "Fine let us visit the doctor", said Dane. "No need for that. I just want you. I will become magically better. I think what I feel is loneliness. Now you are working more and more. I'm sitting at home", I told him.