What To Do When No One Loves You Novels & Stories

What about finding out that the said person fell in love with a stranger and discards your dedication and love? Zuneir, have you ever thought of how i cope with everything on my own? I have no genuine friends. Heck I have no siblings to run to whenever something hurts me or irritates me. My father is never there to listen and the only time we talk, all we talk about is business? Tell me then how am supposed to survive without taking out my frustrations on someone?"

The man took a sip of chicken soup and said in a deep voice, “Are you comforting me?” “I just don’t want you to live an unhappy life as I do. I’m stating the facts. As you know, I was not willing to give up on my husband before. In the past years, I’ve begged him and explained to him countless times, but I still can’t win his heart because he doesn’t love me. When a person doesn’t love you, whatever you do for them is meaningless.” The man forced a smile and said, “You’re right. When a person doesn’t love you anymore, whatever you do for them will be in vain.”

All my life I had never really been loved. People always said things like— Don’t beg for love. Don’t be desperate. Go where you’re loved. I let out a weak breath. Where was that? Because it wasn’t here. And it wasn’t back home there either. My hands slowly dropped from my face. My eyes burned. At this point, it felt like maybe I just wasn’t someone people could love. Maybe this was how it was always going to be. Maybe this is just who I am to people. Someone they choose only when they have no one else.

Aria teased. Philip flushed. “Aria… do you still believe in love?” Aria went silent, turning to look out the window at the sky. Blue skies, free-floating clouds… that had been her dream during those six months in prison. Freedom. But now that she was truly free, her heart no longer had a home. “I don’t know,” she murmured. “Maybe… I just haven’t met someone who can make my heart race again. Not with this body… Who could ever love someone like me?”

I let the phone ring until it became silent. I thought about, Why do I even try? No one loves me, and no one will help me. I wish there was something I could do to change my life, but nothing can be done. I guess it is time for me to give up. I'm such a loser. No one likes me; my

I've learned how to be better with it. Even without somebody else to make me feel loved. Because why would I need someone when I can already do that myself?

“That’s not usually how it works.” She glanced at me. “Really? Then, how does it work? Tell me how you've made it work for so long.” I sighed. “Firstly, you have to have no interest in the outside world. That's very hard for you, because you just like to live and live life outside the confines of your home. Secondly, you need to find peace with yourself instead of waiting for a guy to give it to you. When you love yourself, love will find you. That's how it works.”

You cannot humiliate someone and expect their love to remain gentle. Do not ignore your loneliness. Talk about it. Face it. Seek help. But do not let it drive you into the arms of people who enjoy your confusion and pain. Do not mistake attention for care. People who truly love you do not set traps. They do not record your worst moments. They do not profit from your shame.

I should be angry and throwing a tantrum, but I am surprised and still come and not angry, just a bit disappointed, though. 'Am sorry I didn't tell. I knew you would disagree. You are so proud, but I want you to be okay. Somewhere I can see you every day and know you are really fine. Steph, you know that I care about you so much that you are always on my mind. Life without you is becoming hard for me. I wish you could just give me a chance to be there for you. To love and cherish you. Please say yes to me. Be my girlfriend.'

she added, saddened. "I just really hope everyone who loves, will have someone to love them back. But no, it never happens. The one who are serious are the ones who go unnoticed. The one who really loves, is the one being ignored. The one who appreciates small and simple efforts, is the one being not appreciated. And those who are real, are being taken for granted." Naih said in her mind.