Self Pity Quotes Novels & Stories

I had even become blind to his shady behavior toward our marriage, para lang maging masaya siya't ipinadurusa ko naman. My face was dry, but he was still standing there, and I could feel his gaze on me. I don't want to be pitied by anyone anymore. I don't want them to look at me and think to themselves how pitiful I am. I am a Fabian. Nobody should feel sorry for me.

Sa lahat-lahat ng aking nagawa. I’m sorry for the times I ignored you. It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? I’m sorry for only talking to you when I need help. I am sorry I am not more grateful for your gifts. It seems all I can see is what I am lacking. I am sorry for not giving you thanks every day. Sure, some days are hard. Some days I feel like there is no light. But I have a roof over my head, a family that loves me, and food on my table. I’m so blessed, and I am sorry for not realizing that enough.

"I didn't mean any of this to happen." "May magagawa ba ang sorry mo? Will it bring our mother back? Tangina, Dorchner! Huling-huli na ang lahat kasi wala na si Mommy!" She cried. Napaupo yung isang babae dahil sa panghihina kaya yumuko na din yung isa para patahanin siya. I cried with them. A mixture of anger, disappointment, and pity started building inside of me. I am angry and disappointed at myself. I thought I did the right thing for myself— to keep my sanity, I have to have him. I feel pity towards the Lauriers. I know how it feels like to lose someone you love.

Ngumiti at naupo naman na siya sa tapat ko. “I’m okay anak, sana hindi mo na ako dinalaw. I don’t deserve your pity and your love like your Mom. Maayos naman ako rito saka matagal ko ng tinanggap na mag-isa ko na lang haharapin ang bawat araw.” May bahid ng lungkot niyang saad. Alam kong nalulungkot na rin siya rito dahil wala siyang ibang nakakasama sa bawat araw kundi ang mga preso rin.

"Sorry is like a tape trying to build back together the broken plate." Napalunok naman si Cayden at mataman na tumingin sa akin. "I know I went to far and I stoop so low... I should have not done that.... But I was eaten by my frustration everytime you slap into my face that I am idiot and a useless-"

Hindi makangiti at hindi makakilos. And now, my conscience is eating me up. Why do I need to pity someone who threw me out of his land? Tell me? Utang na loob ko pa ba sa kanya ang pagtira ko roon? Siya naman itong nagdala sa akin doon. "Kahit isa lang-" "Will you stop?" putol ko sa sasabihin niya. Napakurap pa siya at bahagyang gumalaw ang kahon na hawak niya.

Tinawanan ko lamang siya at umiling. "You're the first one who asked me and now you're the one who's saying those things." He just shrugged his shoulders and sips on his coffee. "I'm sorry to say this if this will offend you, but I really pity you when I first heard your story. The first thing that came to my mind while listening was, aside from that I pity what had happened to you. But also, you were so brave and strong even though in the end you died miserably," he said as if he's feeling sorry to what had happened to me.

“I am not here to explain myself because there is really no explaination that will be enough to justify the things that I did. I am here for one reason only. That is to do the one thing that I should have done but never did.” “If there is one word in the dictionary that I hate so much, it is ‘sorry.’” Hindi ko napigilan ang panlalaki ng mga mata ko. Is that… “To me, saying ‘sorry’ is an admission of guilt. Kapag nag-sorry ka, binibigyan mo ng lisensya ang iba para singilin ka at ang nakakatakot, hindi mo alam kung hanggang saan o hanggang kailan sila maniningil…”

“Sorry. Kasalanan ko.” Hindi ko mapigilan na sisihin ang sarili ko sa pagkawala ni Pinter. Hindi man ako ang pumatay sa kaniya pero pakiramdam ako ang dahilan. Kung ako na lang sana ang nagbukas ng pinto buhay pa sana siya ngayon. Kung marunong lang sana akong mag-ayos ng sarili ko hindi na kailangang magtawag pa ng ibang tao para ayusan ko eh ‘di sana buhay pa ngayon si Pinter. Nakangiti pa rin sana siya ngayon at masayang binabati si Hugo gamit ang malandi nitong boses. Humiwalay sa pagkakayakap sa akin si Hugo at hinawakan ang balikat ko. “It’s not your fault, baby. Huwag mong sisihin ang sarili mo.”

Nais niyang magsalita ng mas mahinahon, ngunit hindi na kayang pigilin ang sakit na nararamdaman. “So gusto niyo intindihin ko kayo, without knowing the reason? Siguro nga tama si Seraphina na ‘I'm such a pity’ na nagpabilog lang sa mga babae, like you and mom.” putol ni Sebastian, ang boses niya ay puno ng pagkapuno at pagka-frustrated. Hindi pa rin niya lubos na nauunawaan ang buong sitwasyon, at natatabunan ng mga galit na salita ang mga damdamin na nararamdaman niya.