Why Do I Feel Unwanted Novels & Stories

“But when I got out of the hospital, after years of fighting to stay alive, I found that I had lost my friends. They’d moved on. I tried to get back into my life, trying to fit in again, but you just know when someone doesn’t want you anymore. That’s how I felt. Unwanted. I was unhappy.” My fingers tightened around hers, giving her strength to continue. Her words brought tears to my eyes. I knew what it was like to feel unwanted. To feel unhappy. So I lent her a tiny bit of strength from me. “So I left school. I always wanted a degree. Wanted to be a lawyer. That was always my plan, but I couldn’t do it anymore. I was already twenty-five, lost with no goal for my life. It felt suffocating. I

he dismissed, walking out on me. No human being should ever feel like he\she is unwanted. No matter the age. And no human being should ever feel unwanted. Period. It can't get simpler than that but Aaron or maybe we humans ourselves are weird creatures. We love what we shouldn't. We kill each other slowly with our words and actions while having a smile on our faces. If it's not sad I don't know what it is. The most interesting part about his utterance is that I wasn't discouraged nor was I despondent to continue my purpose of staying here.

I just hope that it is nothing too serious. “I know how much you resisted last time but please reconsider my offer. I would like you to come and live in my pack, but this time the offer is only temporary as there is a reason for this request.” He starts. “What is the reason?” I ask. “There is someone poking around you, they are ruthless and use others to get what they want. And right now what they want is you, or rather what you have.” “I see, so how would moving to your pack help me?” I ask.

I balled my fists, hitting them on the ground. Fear. I did not know what was going to happen in the future. Now that Aria and I are no longer allowed to hold the title of husband and wife. It was certain that a divorce was the end line. I was not brave enough to ask her for it. I did not want to ask for it. I felt the bike rise to my throat. It burnt the path it followed as I fought it. Betrayal. I felt betrayed by my father. I groaned, hitting my chest hard.

It is a constant reminder of the absence of family, of the void that cannot be filled. I lie there, tears staining the pillow beneath my head. I can't help but feel the weight of my orphaned status pressing down on me. It is as if the world has deemed me unwanted, cast me aside, and left me to navigate this vast and unforgiving world alone. The room, with its lack of warmth and comfort, amplifies this sense of abandonment, leaving me feeling adrift and isolated.

I somehow feel that he betrayed and cheated on me, emotionally and mentally. My heart says I want to talk to him. But my brain says that 'no, don't bug him, his enjoying his company there. And he might not need you, your ruining their moment.' I'm tired of crying, I'm tired of hoping that someday he will try to love me, like I did. Is it normal if I feel sad, unloved, unimportant and unwanted whenever Denisse is around?

I belonged to him and one day, I hope, he will claim me. That thought made me sad. Because I knew, in the depths of my heart, that he didn’t want me. I could feel it. See it. I was used to being unwanted. My father made that clear every day. But to be unwanted by the male that you were made for was something else. It left a gaping hole in my heart, and it hurt. So very much. Maybe one day he will see me for me and maybe one day he will love me for me.

he said while starting to compose himself. “Well, what if I don’t want a mate, I mean seriously do we even get a choice” I said a little upset. “Wait you don’t want a mate?” he asked sounding a little worried. “I don’t know I mean honestly it seems like we don’t even get to choose who we spend our life with, it’s one minute you might not even know them and then the next you would die for them and you might not even like them as a person, they could be the biggest asshole in the universe and you still are stuck with them, forever” I was babbling “I want to experience normal things before the mate thing happens, but if she growls whenever someone who isn’t my mate touches us then it will be ha

Not that I had any mommy issues, but it was a no-brainer that I was basically unwanted. It was pathetic. My life as I was living right now, feeling sorry for myself that I was unlovable. The pity-party needed to stop. I just didn't know how. Some of my friends from college had tried to lure me out of my cave by asking me to go out for a "fun" night which no doubt entailed booze and women, a place where a married man had no business venturing into but would you really call me a married man?

All I wanted was this man who was with me right now Our love sessions weren’t just for today. With Sebastian gone, they became an everyday thing for me and Lucas, he would come after work we make love, and he would leave. Days went by and now it was weeks. With Sebastian not giving me attention, I was fine with being with his brother, Afterall that’s all I wanted in my life. That’s why I had to travel miles away just so that I can be with him? Why was I living my life like this?