Left Them, Loved Myself Novels & Stories

The comments I posted were instantly drowned out by the furious online discussions of strangers. My eyes gradually blurred as I stared at the phone screen. The words became unreadable to me. Inside my mind, however, a clear and resolute voice sounded. "Go die. No one here stands with you. Your fiance has abandoned you, too. After you die, you can reunite with your mom and dad." I slowly stood up and touched the photo of our once-happy family of three. After a long pause, I made a painful decision. I tore off the protective cover of the frame. Then, without a moment's hesitation, I used the sharp corner of the frame to slash my own wrist.

Everyone talked freely, and the mood was lively. As I looked around at the smiling faces, I felt a sense of relief and freedom I'd never known before. For the first time since I was ten, I laughed without any defenses. Even in those years I was in love with Morgan, I'd never been this joyful. Back then, I was always anxious. I was convinced his love was too surreal to be true. Now, I'd finally found myself. I'd finally understood that love had to be self-sustaining. I couldn't keep begging for it from others.

The berries had begun to wilt. Something inside me shifted then, not quite breaking, but cracking open. I had spent five years loving a man who saw me as an obligation. Five years building a life around someone who never truly let me in. I wasn’t ready to walk away yet. Not tonight. But for the first time, I allowed myself to imagine it. A life where I wasn’t invisible. Where my worth wasn’t tied to a man who couldn’t or wouldn’t love me back. I left the plate where it was and went upstairs alone.

They didn't spare me a single parting word or show an ounce of concern. I gazed at their retreating figures and assured myself that it didn't matter. I told myself that if nobody wanted to love me, then I would love myself. I was certain that a day would arrive when I would find the person who truly loved me.

“It isn’t.” We sat there for a moment. The woman behind the counter was restacking cups. Someone came in and ordered coffee and left. “I didn’t leave because I stopped loving you,” I said. It was the first time I had said it out loud to anyone. “I left because I didn’t know how to be both things at once. Yours and my father’s daughter. I couldn’t hold both and I made a choice and I have been paying for it every day since.” He was quiet for a long time.

I knew they both needed me, but the problem was, did either of them want me for who I was, or was it because I had expired and wanted me for that purpose alone? The answer to my question doesn't matter now. I'll be leaving in a week. I needed to put myself first this time and think about my safety before anything else. I wasn't going to throw away another chance at life, especially a better one with no restrictions. I made up my mind to leave the two of them behind. It would be best for the three of us. Maybe one day, we will all find someone new to love and cherish once more, or maybe we will all give up on love. I knew it existed. Klaus and Tiffany had it going for them. I knew my parents

You made me feel your love for me by giving me your love baby but I only felt your love when you left me, love. I'm bad, right baby that I'm telling you that I only felt your love when you left me even after you spent years with me. But trust me when I say that was the time when I felt your love strongly. Yes, love even though I was thinking that I was taking revenge on you, I was feeling your love but my ego was big that time baby, and that hid your love for me but more than that it hid my love for you, baby. Yeah, baby, I didn't only feel your love but also realized my love for you, baby.

I start remember every word I wrote in the letter as I sat in the plane with mom and sister. 'Dearest one, thank you for loving me. This summer was the best I have had in my entire life,thank you for that. Sadly things ended on a sad note but what happened made me realize that I need to focus on myself. That is what I'm going to do now,I'm going make myself a better person, start loving myself more. Loving you was the best thing for me, but you didn't feel the same way because there was someone BEFORE ME ,who was your true love, your lucky star.

This is the normal I've been searching for all these years. I'm finally with my own kind, loved beyond measure. Home. **** END

"Babe, please! I swear to god, I didn't kiss her back! I love you, babe. Please, don't leave me... I love you..." Even though my heart wants to forgive him badly, I refused to follow it. I would never let a man hurt me twice, once is enough. I cherish myself more than anyone because no one would do so. I only have myself, myself is enough. Loving myself is more worth it than loving a gluttony man for sex.