Quotes About Insecurity

The next day at breakfast he asked his mother: Am I ugly? She sighed. Well, hijo, you certainly don't take after me. Dominican parents! You got to love them!

He's really jealous, Ybon said rather weakly. Just have him meet me, Oscar said. I make all boyfriends feel better about themselves.

Sure, I liked girls but I was always too terrified to speak to them unless we were arguing or I was calling them stupidos, which was one of my favorite words that year.

You don't know what it's like to grow up with a mother who never said a positive thing in her life, not about her children or the world, who was always suspicious, always tearing you down and splitting your dreams straight down the seams.

Let's just say, by the end of her second quarter Beli could walk down the hall without fear that anyone would crack on her. The downside of this of course was that she was completely alone.

He was like all boys: beautiful and callow, and like an insect he couldn't sit still.

The next day at breakfast he asked his mother: Am I ugly? She sighed. Well, hijo, you certainly don't take after me. Dominican

Creen que la gente odia a los gordos? Pues imagínense a un gordo que trata de adelgazar. Provocaba el balrog en cualquiera. Las muchachas más dulces del mundo le decían las cosas más horribles, las señoras mayores farfullaban, Eres repugnante, repugnante, e incluso Melvin, que nunca había demostrado ninguna tendencia anti Óscar, empezó a llamarlo Jabba the Hutt, solo porque le dio la gana. Era pura locura.

He who is of little faith looks for support and protection for his faith, because it is preyed upon by fear.

Maybe. Maybe I'm just talking out of my exhaust pipe, and it wouldn't be the first time.

I swallowed hard. Erik thought my body was beautiful, Karin that it was enviable. At random times, people had noted that my hands were beautiful, or my hair. The Twisted Sisters had called my art beautiful. Mom had the best intentions and always told me before and after my laser surgeries that I would be beautiful. But no one had ever said that I was beautiful, all my parts taken together, not just the bits and pieces.

I think we were both waiting for my jealousy to rear its ugly head. But it didn't even bother lifting its cheek off the floor.

Teachers wondered why I didn't speak up more in class. Why would I when I knew how precarious words could be, how betraying they were, how vulnerable they made you?

My confidence was of the hothouse variety, carefully cultivated under highly regulated conditions. One wrong look, one mean comment, and my facade would wither.

Pan jeszcze wyrzÄ…dzi wiele krzywdy innym, pokaleczy Pan wiele osób, i to w obronie przed wÅ'asnymi obawami, wÄ…tpliwoÅ›ciami i podejrzeniami.

Shit. I think I do." "That's why people have beat you up all your life. They think you're not black enough.

A voice in my head said, can't be helped. Why do I listen to those voices? Common sense dictates that any voice you hear inside your head must be just you, thinking; so, if you know it's just you and you know you're basically an idiot, what possesses you to do what the stupid voice tells you?

Hij wilde er met iemand over praten, maar hij durfde zijn mond nergens te openen, was bang dat het geluk uit zijn handen zou vallen.

To belittle, you have to be little.

Your confidence in the people, and your doubt about them, are closely related to your self-confidence and your self-doubt.

the tyrant must "stifle everything that might give rise to two things, self-assurance and trust.

Maybe you want to believe that every other guy is just like you, because that means that you don't have to worry about the way you are.", Loving Summer by Kailin Gow

Could you maybe not stare at my brothers in open mouthed admiration?" Rachel whispers. "It will only make their egos bigger.", Loving Summer by Kailin Gow

I'd just like to be good at sports. I'm extremely competitive with absolutely nothing to back it up.