I Hate Myself Quotes Novels & Stories

Our closed expressions to each other translated perfectly our hatred of each other. I went home with my mother and couldn't get the last events out of my mind. And even after a cup of tea and a long bath I couldn't, I took off my father's necklace and put it in my drawer. I spent a long time looking at myself in the mirror, trying to notice if I looked ugly or beautiful for that stranger to hate me so much and for free. I didn't find any serious defects and I wasn't that ugly! - Oh, the hell with him! I don't need anyone to like me! Especially not a man! - I said this sentence to myself, and even though I didn't believe it, it made some sense.

He did not answer, but remained silent. After finishing treatment I said, "Have you heard of this saying, 'People who love themselves do not hurt others, only those who hate themselves, make others suffer.' stop hating yourself before doing anything serious. You can't take it back even if you want to, so you better catch yourself before you do something stupid." And left the infirmary and cleaned the rest of the windows and went to Tyler's house.

I hated myself. I hate myself. I am filthy. I am full of shit. I was irredeemable. I should be condemned to hell. I deserve no happiness. I am horrible. The sound of my crying rang through the air in the bathroom, but it was not enough to overpower the voice whispering the truth to me. I sounded so pained, I sounded so broken. But it wasn't enough. I was still standing, I shouldn't be. I shouldn't be standing, I shouldn't be breathing, I don't deserve this life. I don't deserve anything.

everyone hates me…everyone hates me…everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me. I clean myself up and walk back to my office, I’m tired of living this life. My father hated me, my mother hated me, aunt Clara tolerates me, my employees despise me, the rest of my family couldn’t care less about me, I have no friends or comrades, I’m alone so alone.

“... If you know what's good for you, you better stop hanging around us.” “Look. The only thing I hate, well I mean other than you are people who hate on themselves for nothing, which you are doing right now so that makes me hate you even more. Basically, that's a lot of hating but in the end, you get what I mean.” "It's horrible,” he said, staring into the cup. “Yeah I know, I don't like people ridiculing themselves and...” “No I mean your tea, it’s horrible.”

I mean, I was probably inside this chamber for just five minutes but it felt like the time extended to more than an hour. "What do you hate about yourself?" I blinked a few times because of that question. My mind went blank for a couple of seconds before I got the words to answer. "I hate myself for valuing the rankings, that I end up killing myself from pressure just to get on the top. I hate myself for always wanting what's grand and end up ignoring those little things that actually are more vital." A bitter smile spread on my lips. "I hate myself for following the stiff standards of society and for always thinking that everything is alright ... Leading myself to have a hard time accepting

That would really be nice. Okay I need to stop. I think I'm hating on myself a bit too much. I really shouldn't. Maybe I should? It's not healthy but I can't help hating on myself. I honestly can't. It all just comes so organically. Time to shut up now. ….

“I hate you, you know! I hate you so much Zeus!” “I would have killed myself if you didn’t return. I don’t want to live a life without you, Green. I’m not proud of what I did to you! I hate myself so much whenever I think about it! I deserve to be hit so hard! I deserve to be broken over and over again!”

I wanted to swim, no matter how much selfish it was. Closing my eyes, I put my hand over the pond with the heart thumping harder again and breath quickened. Their were times when you see a memory-horrible ones. They were like demons, gripping you, pushing you and never letting you win. They hated happiness. All they wanted was self pain. This was the moment. I hate you. You ruin my life. You made my video viral. Why being lesbian is such a ridicule and wrong in your eyes? You're a cold hearted bitch.

It fucking hurts! Why are you doing this to me, mom? I did not even wish to be alive. You just made me to make me suffer. You are so selfish. I hope I did not live. I want to die. I hate this life. I hate my wretched self.