Worthlessness Quotes Novels & Stories

I couldn't be behaving this weally ,I had so many things to do and not behaving like some piece of shit . The room that was giving to me wad nice and comfortable and I wondered why he had to make me feel this okay if he knew that he was going to make my life a living hell ,there was just no need of them sounds this but who wad I to question the aloga ,I couod never do something as stupid as that and definition not now that I had lost all of my powers I had never felt so worthless like I was feeling at this moment . the thought of not having my oowres was just so devastating and hetr I was trying to mingle into my misrable life ,I was one hell of a mess.

I looked at him for a long time. God, he was so pathetic right now. “No,” I said simply. “You’re completely useless to me if you don’t have money.” His mouth fell open. “What… what are you saying?” I stood up. “You heard me. You’ve got no purpose, Nathan. You’ve been a mess since the day your wife and your mom stopped babysitting you. You’re just… dead weight now.” “Elena,” he said, stepping closer. “Don’t do this. I’ve been there for you…I’ve done everything—”

'You will never be worthy of any other man' 'You are a waste of space and air' 'Just kill yourself already' 'How can anyone love someone as ugly as you?' 'you will never find a man as good as me' All the pain came flooding back, 'I can never escape my past, I will never be able to escape him"

I opened my eyes again as I raised my upper body, staring at my reflection at the french window. “Hati, each day I felt like I am slowly losing my purpose in life,” I said as I stared at my hand. "I felt useless because not only did I had no signs of pregnancy, I couldn't do anything for anyone dear to me." "Am I truly worthless?" Kozart’s face showed in my mind and I recalled what he said. “Hati’s words are still relevant. Don’t lose faith.” Suddenly, I felt a nauseating feeling from the pit of my stomach and I rushed to find the nearest toilet where I could throw an incoming bile.

“You think you’re strong? You’re the weakest person I’ve ever seen.” “You’re cursed. Everything you touch turns to ruin.” “You don’t deserve kindness. No one in this world owes you anything.” “You’ll never escape this life. You’ll die as nothing, just like you were born as nothing.” “You’re a parasite, feeding off the scraps of others because you can’t make anything of yourself.” “No one would cry if you disappeared tomorrow. They’d probably celebrate.” “You’ll never be good enough for anything or anyone.” “The world would be better off without someone like you in it.”

saying that, he left. A sudden cry bubbled up from my throat at the realization of his words hit me all at once. I slid down the wall, holding my head in my hands. Tears rained down my face at lightning speed. “What do you possibly have to live for?” “You are worthless, I could kill you right now and no one will even care.” “You're ours to do as we please...” “You know no one gives a fuck about you and you're still trying all this shit to survive”

All because I exist. I stared down at my clenched hands on my lap for several silent minutes as I started feeling the deep chasm of worthlessness swallow me whole. “I guess I’m just a dirty whore after all…” I whispered out loud. “You know, you’d think you’d get used to those feelings of worthlessness after all these years…” I scoffed quietly almost in a daze. “After suffering through all those beatings and the near-death experiences. But every time, I feel like I sink lower than before. Is there a bottom to those dark feelings? Does it ever actually end?” I’m so dirty. I’ll never be good enough for Conor. He doesn’t deserve someone so tainted like me. I’m worthless! I can’t be a companion t

Not after everything that happened two years ago. Before I could stop it, the words from that night flashed in my mind. “You know, I once read a quote in a book that said, ‘Weakness is a disease. If you don’t treat it, if you don’t cut it out of your life, it will consume you whole. And in the end, you’ll be the only one who suffers.’ So, Mr. Stranger, do you know what I think? Even if you die here— even if you jump, you’re the only one who will truly be gone. Everyone else will eventually move on with their lives. That’s how the world works. It’s cruel to the victims, even after death. So why don’t you live and prove everyone wrong? You said you were weak so why don't you live and become po

The one who pretended to be the one in charge communication staggered back with a pale face as he asked, “Do you know how much money you have just blown up?” “Worthless” Chris spat in disgust “Money earned from destroying one’s soul is the worst ill-gotten money and, in my eyes, it is worthless.” The man had no choice but to pass the message to his sponsor; the only thing he could sigh in relief was that he was about to meet his maker. He didn’t have to worry about facing the wrath of that twisted diabolical man.

** " I hope you learn that there are things money can't solve. Hold the ones you love dear .“ ** Part of her body gradually begins to fade into black dust. ** "Maybe there was a way all this would be avoided, maybe there wasn't. I hope your turn doesn't come one day.” ** she said with a sad expression as her face faded lastly. The dust circles around the warehouse for a few moments, before disappearing into the ground. _____