Life Without Mother Is Painful Novels & Stories

"Samantha, it wasn't easy for me too. Life became unbearably difficult, and I thought that by leaving, you could have a chance at a better life." Samantha's expression shifted from curiosity to incredulity. "A better life as your only child?" she echoed, her voice laced with disbelief. "Mom, you were my life. After Dad left us, I had no other life but you. Your absence created an irreplaceable vacuum I've carried for years." Tears welled up in Samantha's eyes, reflecting the emotional turmoil within her. Her mother, sensing the gravity of her daughter's pain, reached out tentatively. The room echoed with the echoes of their unspoken history, thoughts of missed moments, silent longing, and th

I want the light to come back, but I can't accept it. I'm so overwhelmed by the pain I open my eyes to find any kind of light, but It's gone. I no longer feel warm or safe. I feel cold and alone. I want the pain to stop, but I will not become a monster. I can't become what killed my mother. What will that make me? My mother never got to live a life, it was cut short for no fault of her own.

Her tears streamed endlessly whenever she thought about it. "Why does my life have to be like this? What wrong have I done to receive such a heavy punishment?" Nadine cried loudly. "I don’t want you. Get out of me, come on get out. Have mercy on me, I’m not ready to be your mother." She cried as she hit her stomach, even striking it until it hurt. "If you don’t want to leave, don’t ever blame me later after you’re born. Do you know how hard it is to be a child without a father? You and I will be objects of mockery. We’ll always receive criticism from others. Do you understand that?"

she said as my mind went back to how I grew up without a mother. Back then I was an only child but now I have four children looking up to me, would I be fair to them if I leave them all alone in this cruel world? I know they will be surrounded by people who love them a lot but a mother's love can't be compared to any love. I knew how it felt to live and grow up without a mother so I needed to defeat death it's self for my babies and husband. "Larson, please call my husband" I muttered as a nurse ran out and a minute later he came inside along with the nurse.

Mirabel's tears fell like rain as she wrote, her heart cracking open with every word. "I will raise my child, but oh, the pain of knowing I'll never have the motherhood I deserved. I'll never know the warmth of a mother's embrace, the comfort of her gentle voice, or the security of her loving presence. I'll never experience the joy of sharing my triumphs with her, or the solace of seeking her guidance in times of need.

he said bluntly. "We humans can't live without feelings ...... Every good thing comes with bad ...... U just have to differentiate between them and live with it ...... Nothing is permanent" she tried to make him understand. "Every thing comes with exception nd some people r part of it who permanently gets darkness in their lives which consumes all of them and life just felt nothing but sequels of grief nd pain" he sounded like his heart is wounded very deeply and she remembered his face while he was talking about his late mother, this is the pain which she can't even dare to imagine or feel.

But today he's come to visit you…" Theresa Mo couldn't say anything more. She started sobbing. She didn't grow old enough nor have enough time and memories with her mother. But she never stopped imagining how life would have been more beautiful for her if her mother had not died. Rosa saw Theresa sobbing and went to hold her. She was shivering and her tears seemed to let loose from its reservoir. She cried aloud. Lanre didn't even glance at Theresa. He was having his own emotional pain. This woman gave him life, brought him forth but was not allowed to hold him in her hands. That's the greatest punishment and travail in motherhood. A woman carried a child in her belly for months and went int

Nothing is impossible, I can try at least. "Maybe, aunt Lily knows about my father but she never told me. I suffered a lot in past. People taunted me until I cried. In India, having a baby without marriage is very tough. People never let you live happily if you have a baby without a husband by your side. My mum suffered a lot for me, I can never repay her debt on me," she cried out of the heart. I never thought behind a charming and delighted face, there was hidden pain. I fondled her back and kissed on her cheeks turn by turn.

I missed the days when she would wake up early, smiling as she prepared breakfast for the entire pack. Losing my father left a hole in my heart, making me even more ruthless than before. But my mother’s suffering—watching her waste away—fueled an anger in me I couldn’t contain. People say when a mate dies, the one left behind experiences unbearable pain, sometimes enough to make them sick. Seeing my mother like this, I knew those stories were true.

Everything I was once is lifeless now. "I thought that if my mother comes back everything would go back to normal. Oh, how foolish I am. After my mother came back she fought with him and was about to call the police when he fucking drugged her. For six months he kept on drugging her on the force that she eventually became addicted to her. The mother is never there anymore. She became someone lifeless and I could do nothing to help her. She lost her job. We lost the house. Then when she became homeless, he became like the one and only option to my mom that she took us to the trailer. And it was just the beginning. She also started to get abusive and I don't even remember the countless times I