Kata Kata Bingung Dengan Perasaan Sendiri Novels & Stories

I remembered him as this generous and sweet person who always gives us presents, treats and good advice. I’m trying to picture a what if scene right now like what I’ve been doing for the past day. What if my uncle Paul was still in touch with us? What if my dad had not disowned him? I might probably be calling him right at this moment and I’m most probably asking him some questions to get to know and understand myself better. This is the very first time that I feel lost at this sea of questions, that I feel confused and that I feel utterly scared. This is the first time that I don’t know anything about myself. I don’t know if I’m gay or if I’m even something. I don’t know what I am and right

If it was not because of her constant question, the two of them would have already gone taking a walk outside and had gone home at this time. Reiz looked at her and saw some invisible gloom hovering above her head. Reiz tilted his head as he felt confused, but he still repeated what he just said a while ago. "Let us go now Miss...?" he said and asked. The emotion in his mate's heart was so complex and currently in turmoil that he sometimes cannot grasp the real emotion that was currently enveloping Kate's well -being. Kate raised her lowered head as she looked at Reiz and hardly nodded his head.

Tahimik ulit pero hindi awkward na para bang pareho lang kaming walang tamang salita para sa araw ito. “Okay ka lang?” tanong niya maya-maya. Hindi ako agad nakasagot kasi paano ko ba sasabihing hindi? Paano ko ba sasabihing pakiramdam ko may nabasag sa tingin ko sa mga tao? Sa school? Sa sistema? “Hindi ko alam,” totoo kong sagot. Tahimik siyang tumango at sa simpleng gesture na 'yon, parang mas lalo akong nalungkot kasi alam kong naiintindihan niya.

She did not like it. Kate thought, "Something is not right." Rita is not acting like someone who has lost everything. She is too calm. Too controlled. Too prepared. Kate hates what she does not understand. Kate's lips curved slowly. Dangerously. "You are hiding something " Kate said to herself.. Whatever it is Kate is going to find it. No matter what.

They are in denial if they think otherwise, or perhaps in their mental weakness, they cannot accept other people or even themselves for what they are. My hands grasped my hair pulling them down, nausea swirled unrestrainedly in my empty stomach. My head swam with half-formed regrets. My heartfelt as if my blood had become tar as it struggled to keep a steady beat. My melancholy mood hung over me like a black cloud, raining my personal sorrow down on me as I cried and cried until I hear someone opening the big door at the corner, with tears strained face I raised my head to see a shadow walking towards me.

And from what I seen, he has a lot of power. "C-Confused," I started to explain, trying to find the right words to express what I was feeling. My feelings was so mixed that I couldn't decipher which is what. "W-Why am I h-here? C-Confused a-about feelings. C-Confused a-about t-them. N-Not u-use t-to this." He nodded.

Chapter forty-four Then Kate stood up and asked, "So how is your new home?" Doing that, she strides and closed the door. "Kate... That's why I'm here, I don't know what to do." Cindy said with a worried voice. "You don't know what to do, how?" Kate asked calmly. "I'm madly in love with this guy but I don't know how to move about it...." Cutting her words short, Kate asked, "Are you thinking that he might disappoint you later"

" Cara's words are like a bomb that instantly dropped before me and shockingly exploded without warning. My brain is in a mess, as it's bursting with uncertainty and many queries. I do not know. I don't really know anymore. "That's enough! Please... I have nothing to say... I don't know anymore what I feel... I don't know anymore what is real and what is not... I shouldn't let myself be woven into this. I shouldn't have accepted the setup in the first place. You made me do it, Cara. And now. Now, I don't even recognize myself. I don't know myself anymore. Is that enough of an answer? Huh?! Please just... just leave me alone. I have to think, and I need to breathe."

I traced the edge of the notebook absentmindedly, thinking about what she said. "But what if it’s not fear?" I said finally. "Then what is it?" Jasmine asked, her voice gentle now. I struggled to find the right words, but they came out in a rush once I started. "It’s like… everything feels uncertain. Like I’m standing at a crossroads, and every path seems equally foggy. I don’t even know what I’m aiming for anymore. Everyone else seems so sure of what they want, and I’m just... lost."

“Tell me, child, what troubles your heart so deeply?” “I— well… I don’t know what to do,” I admitted helplessly. My voice trembled as the words left me. “There’s this internal battle inside me. My mind won’t shut up, my heart won’t relent, my instincts are going haywire, and my gut is in total chaos.”