Your Feelings Are Valid Novels & Stories

"Or maybe laugh. When people hurt you for your whole life, you think seeing them fall will feel like a victory." "Does it feel like a victory?" Maya asked. "No," I answered, shaking my head. "It just feels like an empty room. It feels like nothing." "You are allowed to feel however you want about this, Ivy," Maya said gently. "Even relief. Even anger. Even completely empty."

I sniffed, but I could not breathe properly because my nose was congested due to excessive crying. "H-How w-will I live G-Greta, I-I feel like heaven and earth are covering me. I feel like I was betrayed by my own imagination. I thought that I was not included in the road trips because they were worried about me. But the truth is, they are ashamed of me, I hope... I was not born." I passionately admit to how I really feel today. I kept on crying, remembering Trisha's words earlier. Was that really how they embarrass me? What is my fault? Is it a sin to be like this? As far as I know, it is not a sin to have such a plus-size body.

"What are you talking about?" I turn to look at the floor and sigh. "I heard you on the phone. You guys don't give me enough credit. You're convinced I'm going to just run away and leave you guys. Yes, my feelings aren't as strong as yours guys, but that does not diminish the fact that they are there. And when I ask you about it, because I want us to be able to communicate about our feelings, you just shut me down like I'm crazy or tripping."

"And then, well, it still has an impact, though so far it is clear to me that she really has a thing about knowing herself first. You see, the point of telling your feelings to someone who means to you and then they will reject you in their most humane way... In the end, you will still feel pathetic yourself." "I never felt pathetic hearing all these things from you. It is about how you deal with what or who you want. I am praying for your attention but I have no plan of...forcing you...you see it is how you manage yourself, you will only feel down or inferior when you make yourself to, and my advice is, don't let them make you feel that way, you like Amber yes, you even love her but don't l

I'm just terrified to leave and I don't need anyone judging me for shit that they just can't understand. To Gianna💓: We just got into a little argument and my feelings got hurt that's all. But I'm okay now, I was prob just being over dramatic. From Gianna💓: Over dramatic?? I doubt that, ur feelings are always valid. What did he say to make you run away crying tho? I feel a small smile start to tug on my lips as I read over Gianna's message. Gianna is always so encouraging when it comes to my mental and emotional state. I appreciate her for always trying to make me feel heard.

I didn't expect he would respond that way... All my life I've always been misunderstood. All my life I felt like my feelings were invalid, and for reacting to certain things is not a normal thing to do. I have never been cared for. My opinions and my feelings were not validated. They are all useless and nonsense. But Khein did not let me feel even a bit of those feelings I was already used to. He showed me that reacting that way was normal and valid, he apologized, and respected my need to have a silent moment by myself.

Gabe asked as he looked at me. “No, Gabby, that doesn’t make you pathetic, not one damn bit. It tells me how much you like him,” I said, “but you need to like yourself too. I was excited at the thought you might be getting back out there but I don’t want you doing something that’s going to hurt you. I want you to value yourself and your feelings. I hate seeing you sad, it physically hurts me.”

“You never hurt me. My feelings for you belong to me, not something you need to worry about.” “I-I just...” “No, you can't hold yourself responsible for what others feel. That's stupid, Kat.”

"What does that mean?" "I've known you a long time, Mae," he says. "And I honestly don't think you're physically capable of suppressing your own emotions. Maybe you don't always recognize them for what they are, but whatever you're feeling, whatever is going on in your head...that's your truth. And whether you're angry or sad or anything else, you just have to trust that it's the right thing for you to feel." "Oh." I have no idea what to say to that.

“You are…far too valuable to lower your head to anyone.” “I should not be valuable simply because of my blood,” I retorted, shaking my head. “I am no different than anyone else outside of that.” “I disagree.” To his response, I could do little but scoff. “You don’t have to validate me to make me feel better-”