Sadness X Embarrassment Novels & Stories

I feel like a fool, like I’ve just exposed a part of myself that I wasn’t ready to share. Jaydon’s expression hardens further, his jaw taut, and I can see the frustration in his eyes. Guilt swirls in my chest, heavy and suffocating. Did I embarrass him? Is that why he’s angry? I want to say something, to apologize, but the words stick in my throat. When Sabrina finally regains her breath, she places a hand on mine, her touch light but firm. “Sweetheart,” she says with a slight smile, “we know, so you do not need to be uptight about it.”

She wondered why she was always so useless and could never do anything right. She dared not imagine Darren's expression. Her tears streamed down more desperately. She anxiously wiped her face and said, "I—I'm sorry, Ms. Emerson. I—I'm truly sorry …" She couldn't help but stutter as she spoke. She felt a sense of hopelessness and an overwhelming feeling of being unworthy. Her thoughts for Darren made her feel even more embarrassed. She hoped that Darren understood her cautiousness but also feared that her admiration would be exposed and taken as a joke.

I looked at myself, and I felt a sense of shame and embarrassment. Why had I forgotten to put on clothes? Why had I walked into the cafeteria barefoot and exposed? I didn't know, and I didn't understand. All I knew was that I felt like a fool, and I was determined to never let it happen again. As I sat in my room, covering myself with my two arms, I felt like I was at the lowest point of my life. I was consumed by a sense of loneliness, feeling like I was completely alone in the world. The embarrassment and shame of what had just happened in the cafeteria was still fresh in my mind, and I couldn't shake the feeling of being utterly humiliated.

I looked at myself and realized that he was trying to put my seatbelt on for me, not kiss me - how stupid could I be. " Yeah, yes, I think an insect found its way into my eyes", I said as I started scratching my eyes, looking for the imaginary insect that had flown into it from nowhere, wallowing in the pool of shame and embarrassment, just like waving at an unfamiliar person only to realize that the person was waving at the other person behind you. Yeah, that feeling, multiplied by five, that was the weight of embarrassment I was carrying on my shoulders inside that vehicle.

I was thinking if he's here, then I won't be alone anymore. "I'm sorry…" Lumabi ako. I bit the insides of my lower lip, distorting its fullness. "Hmm? What is the sorry for?" Umiling ako at hindi maamin na ako ang may kasalanan. Basta maalala niya lang na humingi na ako ng paumanhin! It's embarrassing to tell him my mistakes!

She smiled a little ashamed. “Oh… that was why you were running so fast?” Hayley pretended and sighed. “I thought you were in trouble and I was worried.” “Yeah, I know. It’s embarrassing whenever I get these feelings.” Suddenly, tears began to roll down her eyes. At this Hayley is saddened. She knew she was going through a lot and wished she could turn the hands of time. She hugged May and consoled her. “I don’t know what to do. How long will I keep having these come-backs?”

I was the one who walked in on them fucking and I feel so embarrassed and yet these two are fucking so roughly like I'm not even in the room. My breathing tremored and my cheeks were flushed of its colours. I can't stand and watch this. The glue which held my legs to the floors disappeared and my legs trembled. "I a-am s-sorry. I wi-will wait outside...I a- am s-sory..." I stuttered in embarrassment before quickly turning back and rushing out of the room, banging the door behind me. I heard Braden deeply chuckle behind me accompanied by a husky groan of content and a low 'fuck'.

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.

If I find it this difficult, I can only imagine the pain Mom endured when Dad walked away, especially while she was pregnant with me. Mom places a comforting hand on my back, her voice gentle as she asks, "How are you doing, sweetheart?" There's no use pretending. "I just feel sad all the time. And angry. Mostly sad and embarrassed," I admit, my gaze dropping as a lump forms in my throat. She continues to rub my back soothingly. "Feeling angry and sad is completely normal when any relationship ends. But why do you feel embarrassed?" "I should have known better," I confess, the weight of my choices heavy on my shoulders. "I knew better, but I still got involved with a wealthy man and fell in

My heart thuds at each step I take trying to withhold the embarrassment I felt and the feeling of uncertainty. I don't think this is going to end well.