Life Without Mother Is Painful นิยาย & เรื่องราว

- I started to laugh, in the midst of nervousness, trying to convince myself that everything was ok and I shouldn't be sad because of that scoundrel. - Babi... You are the strongest person I know. She never knew her father's identity, she lost the mother she was so emotionally attached to. He went to live with a grandmother he didn't even know. She got involved with a man who made her live with drugs, dealers, prostitutes, hysteria attacks... - Betrayal, pain, crises ... But in the end, Jardel strengthened me. Maybe if I hadn't gone through everything I went through with him, I wouldn't value life so much today. Yes, because there was a time when I thought nothing mattered after my mother di

I wanted to unravel this exotic creature before me, layer by compelling layer. “He ran away with another woman around the time he found out my mother was pregnant again. My mother was never quite the same after that. I can hardly remember what he looks like—not that it matters—we did fine without him. It was just hard for my brother, Nigel, you know? Growing up without a father hurt him more than it ever did me.” She’s a fighter. Heat shot through my veins. Awareness shivered along my skin, causing the hairs on my arms to prickle as they stood on end. This was someone who had known true pain and knew what it meant to carry those scars.

Then my mother says, with the calmness of someone who has decided the conversation is over on their terms: "I don't know why you're being so dramatic. We have given you everything. Everything we had. You are alive. You have a life." A pause. A small, precise pause, with something in it I have no word for — not cruelty, not coldness, something more indifferent than either. "You should be grateful for that. Some children don't even get what you had." I look at her. "You're nothing without us," she says. "You know that. Without the name, without the family — you're nothing. A sick girl with nothing."

“You think growing up without a mother was easy on me?” “You’re not the first one to have ever had to live without a parent. Have you forgotten that I grew up without a father? You don’t have the monopoly on being the product of a single-parent family. You seem to have done alright with yourself despite your hardships,” Liam sneered. Jonathon took a deep breath. He got it. He understood what Liam was saying but it didn’t help the way he felt. His mother walked out on him. That was a hard thing for any kid to get used to. It had messed with his head for a long time. That feeling of never being enough plagued him his whole life.

I was baffled. Mother was quiet. She was staring at the television. It was painful because she had lost two lovers in two months. I knew how she felt. There was nothing worse than losing the love of your life. I remember when I thought I had lost Hope during childbirth. My heart almost ripped out of my chest in fear. I didn't want to experience such fear anymore. "You will be alright, Mother," Solomon assured, caressing her scarlet hair.

Star nodded, not meeting his eyes. “Sometimes I feel like they’re still here, being away from them for a year without contact makes it feel like they’re still alive, just not within my reach.” Maximus was quiet for a second. “What about your mother?” He held his breath. “At first it was really difficult, growing up, going through all the paces of being a young woman was hard without her, but as the years passed, it became normal not having her around, I learned to navigate life without her and as such accepted her death.” She shrugged, she was used to living without her mum, she wasn’t yet used to the idea of being an orphan.

He can always have another wife in life, which he already has, but I can never have another mother. I can never have another woman who can give birth to me. If there is still an option that is left for me to suppress my pain, that is by embracing my father with all my fears. If there is a person that can make me forget the absence of my mother in my life, then it's my father. But things aren't always the way I thought. My father disowns me, depriving me of the little happiness that I could've had. No other person could replace the comfort.

Not because one of us has found our mate, but because we’ve just suddenly stopped being together. And life without Caleb has been hard in and of itself. He was my companion, my best friend, my lover for so many years. How do you live without the person that has been everything to you for so long? It’s like the phantom limb of an amputee. You can almost feel the pain, but when you look down, it’s not there. “Gracias por tu comprensión, papa, (Thank you for understand, Dad)” I tell him. ”Te quiero (I love you).”

"I know, baby. I know you're hurting. You're not alone in that. You have to feel it. Don't hide yourself away from it. If you do, it will consume you until there's nothing left. And I know for a fact that you want to have a long life for the sake of your children... and I'm sure Kwen would finally love to meet her father again. But that won't happen if you give in, here. You can't finish here. Let it go." With those words, I broke down. I yelled out in pain. I lost my life, my mate and my child. All of it was just too much to bear. I felt the arms of my mother and father wrap me up. I felt so bogged down by the weight of everything, and I didn't see a way out.

Olivia smiled lightly and said, "I don't want to hear that you're sorry. That's what you said when you abandoned me the first time. "You also claimed to have no choice back then. What about me? Did I ever have a choice? "If I could choose, I would rather be born into a poor family and have a mother who loves me. It would be way better than being abandoned by you repeatedly. "The other kids were right. I am a motherless bastard. I shouldn't have had any hope for you." "Liv, I love you! I really do! But Marina is different. "Her mother passed away early, and she never had the chance to feel her mother's love …"