Quotes About Insecurity

In this present body he hadn't been loved, and he found almost nothing to love about himself.

The summers before that are a blur of baby oil and Sun-In and hating our bodies (I got big breasts; Tibby got no breasts) at the Rockwood public swimming pool.

It was endlessly tricky being in the know. It was a state Carmen had a achieved with a certain bravado, but she found it difficult to maintain. Without Jones, she could easily slip out of the know, relapse into her natural eagerness, and probably never get hired for another part in her life.

You couldn't count on Providence for anything ever.

What was this compulsive need to be loveable?

Remind me, she needed to ask. I don't seem to know how to be.

Dawn had not yet said anything nice. She was trying to be friendly, but something wasn't right. Did she think I looked terrible? Was she mad at me?

Mimi … Oh, you just take Janine's side because she's smarter than I am. Mom and Dad love her more because she's smarter, and I bet you do, too!

We don't want to be naked if … you know," Carolyn added. "If the monster comes?" Mary Anne asked. The girls blushed.

I wished Charlotte had asked for me. It made me feel like I wasn't a good sitter or something, even though I knew that wasn't really true.

Maybe being a "princess" isn't so great. Would you always wonder whether people liked you or whether they liked the things you could do for them.

You see, they hadn't said a single nice thing to me since I had gotten the makeover

If Kristy wanted me to feel left out for some reason, I could do the same to her.

Danielle sat on a desk and propped her feet on a chair. The 3rd graders immediately sat on the floor around her. The older kids followed, but more slowly. Why, I wondered, were the 4th and 5th graders so standoffish and afraid, but not the 3rd graders? Becca and Charlotte were not noted for their bravery.

Ashley gave me a tiny smile. I began to feel bad. Maybe I was really important to her. I wasn't sure. I was pretty sure I was her only friend, though. I had four good friends, but so far, Ashley only had me. Besides, this was art. What Ashley and I were doing was important and it was something I do only with Ashley, not with any of my other friends.

She sounded pretty certain. I wasn't so confident.

Why do you think posers pose? Because they want to be invited to the dominion of the real. And they know their very desire for it disqualifies them.

Mum, since when have you ever decided whether or not to do something based on an assumption that you will fail?" I asked. "If I think everyone else will be better than me, then you're right, I shouldn't try. But if that is my approach, maybe I should just preemptively admit defeat and retire now.

We need a voice from the outside because our own voices cannot be trusted.

Putting the potential for damage into someone else's hands is scary. I have to have control, even if it is the power to self-destruct.

A few months ago, leaving for college seemed glamourous, but now it's hard to believe that this little dorm room, with its scratchy sheets and a lock that sticks, is home. It's hard to accept that this is my new life, that these are my new friends. I am one in many here. There are dozens here as good as me, even more who are smarter, funnier. And it scares me because before I stuck out and now I blend in.

It is true, my Lucy, that we young women are too apt to be pleased with the admiration pretended for us by the other Sex. But I have always endeavour'd to keep down any foolish pride of this sort, by such considerations as these: That flattery is the vice of men: That they seek to raise us, in order to lower us, and in the end to exalt themselves on the ruins of the pride they either hope to find or inspire:

Why do you think I've been trying my damnedest to get you pregnant? Baby, I've been hoping that I'd make a baby in you. I wanted a guarantee that you wouldn't walk out on me.

When my walls start to crumble, I'm so damn frightened of what's behind them that I fix them straight back up again. Basically, I'm a mess...