Quotes About Insecurity

I used to be more like that woman, having fun with whatever task was in front of me instead of freaking out about how I looked to other people. I need to figure out how to get back there. My life has turned out great. Sow why am I comparing myself to perfectly styled, enviable, energetic professional in my head?...I keep saying to myself: "This is all wrong You are all wrong."..."You should be a shiny, infallible adult by now. Why are you still such a mess?

Your hatred has power because it points back to your weaknesses. Your hatred makes you feel small and helpless. Your hatred gives you a motive, an attraction, a reason to try. Your hatred fuels you. Your hatred turns you on, in other words.

He acts like he doesn't even notice that I should be locked away forever and ever in some bad, drafty place that serves only American cheese.

When I look in the mirror I see the girl I was when I was growing up, with braces, crooked teeth, a baby face and a skinny body.

A young girl's body is the most dangerous place in the world, as it is the spot where violence is most likely to be enacted.

I giggled and he took it very seriously and wrote everything down. I thought it was going too well, I was doing too well, it was going to look like nothing was wrong. I'm not this great! I wanted to say. Really, I'm a wreck, help! But I couldn't speak up. I smiled and tried to look brilliant.

He that is jealous is not in love. —St. Augustine

The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever to be able to do it. —Peter Pan

It's easier to floss with barbed wire than admit you like someone in middle school.

It's easier to floss with barbed wire than admit you like someone in middle school.

Write about the emotions you fear the most.

I was fairly certain that my strong-enough-for-King-Kong-but-made-for-a-woman deodorant had utterly failed.

Sometimes I think that my best writing comes from exposing my fears and vulnerabilities and hoping that nobody notices it's about me.

What Martha Stewart-like demon of a Stepford wife is possessing me?

When I began to choreograph and find my way pulling other artists' dreams out and changing music in a visual way, there was still a part of me that had something more to say. There was still a desire to rock a stage and ultimately perform the eight count of my dream, but there was a lot of insecurity there.

I had to confront my fears and master my every demonic thought about inferiority, insecurity, or the fear of being black, young, and gifted in this Western culture.

For all their strength, men were sometimes like little children.

It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.

It's pathetic. It's a bottomless pit. A barrel that has no floor. He must be a man who has an ever-crumbling estimation of himself. He's constantly filling himself up.

I had chosen freedom, with all its insecurities, and nothing in the world would make me turn away from it.

I concluded that no place in the world was entirely safe for an African, and that for many of us, survival depended on perpetual migration.

You know, I don't think a lot about why one book connects with its readers and another doesn't. Probably because I don't want to start thinking, "Am I popular?" I spent way too much time thinking about that in high school.

I am an unconventional beauty. I grew up in a high school where if you didn't have a nose job and money and if you weren't thin, you weren't cool, popular, beautiful. I was always told that I wasn't pretty enough to be on television.

Such a leaky emotion, jealousy, it always showed through, like grease on a paper bag.