Your Feelings Are Valid Novels & Stories

“You lied to me, flower.” “About what?” Her voice wobbled. “You’re nervous,” I replied, gripping her chin delicately between my thumb and forefinger. I tilted her face up until her eyes met mine, their hazel depths shimmering with uncertainty. “In as much as I want you to carry yourself with confidence, Flower, don’t ever feel the need to hide your real emotions. It’s okay to feel out of place or overwhelmed sometimes. It doesn’t make you weak; it makes you human.”

Realizing shame had shaped more than I knew. One night, I sat on the edge of our bed again, a familiar position during life shifts. “I don’t know how to feel,” I admitted. Grayson sat beside me. “You don’t have to choose one feeling.” “I’m angry she hid it.” “Valid.” “I’m sad she felt she had to.” “Also valid.” “I’m… glad Ava exists.” Grayson smiled softly. “That’s the one that matters.” I leaned into him. “Do you think this makes our family stronger? Or more complicated?”

They kept on asking me if I am doing okay and if I probably cry, they will just surely tell me that everything will be fine or try to stop me from crying even more. But Ford says different words. "It's okay to feel sad and hurt about it. It's okay not to be okay for a while. It's okay to cry hard if you feel like crying. You don't have to keep saying you are okay, Kate. While you have that feelings inside you, it's okay to dwell on it for a while. Let yourself mourn and be sad, Kate. Grasp it fully until the feelings itself will help you move forward."

“But he has to really talk. It can’t just be just you talking about feelings. You both need to be involved h It’s good advice. And he’s being friendly. Like legitimately friendly. Not how guys are when they want to get in your pants, or because they think you have great tits. He’s being a good human being, and I love that. “Thank you for talking to me,” I say. “I know I’ve said that already, but seriously. You’ve helped me feel better. I’ve really needed this. I’m in a foreign country, and it feels like I’m all alone.”

"How did you feel?" "I felt... abandoned," I said, my voice breaking. "You felt like you had been left behind like you weren't good enough for her," the voice said. "You felt like you weren't worth loving." I nodded, unable to speak. The memories were too raw, too painful. "But you are worth loving," the voice continued. "And you are not alone. You have people who care about you, and who want to protect you. Do you believe that?" I hesitated, and then I nodded. "Yes," I said, my voice stronger now. "I do."

"I'm sorry I broke down like that. I just feel so... helpless." My wife smiled, her eyes filled with compassion. "You don't have to apologize," she said. "You're allowed to feel helpless. You're allowed to feel angry and hurt. But what you're not allowed to do is let those feelings consume you. You have to find a way to let go, to move on." I nodded, feeling a sense of determination wash over me. I knew she was right. I knew I had to find a way to let go of all the anger and hurt that had been building up inside me for so long.

It is an important document to be emailed to investors, investors he needed to support his international cause. However, my mind was diverted to what my ex therapist, Dr Guaven said. He said “It’s not your fault that you feel the urge to date and dump when you like. It’s a normal phase to go through after the loss of a loved ones, Don’t be hard on yourself. Try to accept the love they give you” Till now I haven’t met the right one yet. I take a look at the proposal again and sent it to Claudia after giving up on trying to read it.

Which is probably very fucked up Really fucked up... ME: Why would you wanna feel unworthy of anything? KATHY 🌈❤💯: That's a really good question... That i don't have an answer to KATHY 🌈❤💯: Because it feels good? And because feeling loved is just too much sometimes? Oh wow.. now my love was too much too. I swear to God this day was just fucked from the start...

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“You don’t know anything about our feelings! You can never understand our sentiments! They were our parents and how could you say that we don’t feel anything. Every night, Jay and I both have nightmares. Every day, we had to pretend that we were fine because of you. It’s painful to lose our parents, but what’s more important is for us to preserve you. We promised Mom and Dad that we will do anything to protect you. Even though you’re not our legitimate sister. It doesn’t matter. We grew with you and we care about you! I don’t despise you, Cath. But I hate that you invalidated our feelings.” My tears started pouring like rain. I don’t know if it’s because they shouted at me and they wanted to