Quotes About Insecurity

She believed me fearless. But nothing frightened me as much as my sister's fears.

Doesn't matter how smart you are, how clever, how self-reliant—you can always be bettered by a stupid man with a gun. The

I thought of Patrick and the multitude of certificates on the wall of his apartment, and wondered at the male need to display achievements, like a peacock permanently shimmering his tail.

She tries to imagine Carl getting his pubic hair lasered to make sure he was attractive enough for her, and it's so unthinkable she laughs out loud. And now, because she is female and did all the things expected of her, she's been discarded for a younger, supposedly sweeter model.

Clark, I've never seen anyone more uncomfortable with a human body than you. You act like it's something radioactive.

Because there had to be something wrong, didn't there, if even your own mother didn't really love you?

I didn't like it when he looked at me like that. I could never escape the feeling that i was being compared to someone else.

A million silent arguments rattled around my head. Why is this not enough for you? Why am I not enough for you? Why could you not have confided in me? If we'd had more time, would this have been different?

I had gazed at him, wondering if I really looked like the kind of person who held parties.

what has happened to him—and to Andrea—has left her feeling like the earth can shift under your feet without a moment's notice so that nothing in the world, no happiness, feels secure.

We were using FaceTime Audio, which I preferred to us looking at each other's faces as we talked—I got distracted by the way my nose seemed enormous, or what someone was doing behind me. I also didn't want her to see the size of the buttered muffins I was eating.

Mr. BlackBerry makes me feel like Miss Gooseberry." The pout again. "I feel like there's always a third person vying for your attention.

If I let myself love you, it would consume me. There would be nothing but you. I would be constantly afraid that you might change your mind. And then, if you did, I would die.

I realized I was afraid of living without him. How is it you have the right to destroy my life, I wanted to demand of him, but I'm not allowed a say in yours?

I realized I was afraid of living without him. How is it you have the right to destroy my life, I wanted to demand of him, but I'm not allowed a say in yours? -Lou

She made me feel like a first-class idiot, and consequently I became a first-class idiot around her.

one eye trying to assess the risk of being murdered in my bed.

Here is the thing about jealousy. It's not a good look.

Once upon a time there was a small-town girl who lived in a small world. She was perfectly happy, or at least she told herself she was. Like many girls, she loved to try different looks, to be someone she wasn't. But, like too many girls, life had chipped away at her until, instead of finding what truly suited her, she camouflaged herself, hid the bits that made her different. For a while she let the world bruise her until she decided it was safer not to be herself at all.

He had the ability to twist almost anything I said or did so that I seemed stupid. During

but as for anything else, I wasn't sure I was made of the right ingredients.

I loved a man who had opened up a world to me but hadn't loved me enough to stay in it. And now I was too afraid to love a man who might love me, in case . . . In case what?

No, but he's sarcastic and mean with it. Every time I say something or suggest something he looks at me like I'm stupid, or says something that makes me feel about two years old.

stared at her as she floated down the aisle, wondering how it would feel to be tall and long-legged and look like something most of us only saw on airbrushed posters. I