Quotes About Validation

kids without constantly looking over their shoulders for approval.

I don't want to measure my success in clicks. I don't want my value as a person determined by retweets. When I die, I guarantee I won't care how many Tumblr followers I've had. And why is anyone following me in the first place, as I've yet to determine where I'm going?

For all the precautions parents exercise now, all the helmets and booster seats and sunscreen, wouldn't toddlers be safer without one million followers on Instagram? If nothing else, how can we keep our nation's kids from becoming assholes when thousands of strangers tell them how great they are every day?

What other people think about you has nothing to do with you and everything to do with them.

Because if you base your self-worth on what everyone else thinks of you, you hand all your power over to other people and become dependent on a source outside of yourself for validation. Then you wind up chasing after something you have no control over, and should that something suddenly place its focus somewhere else, or change its mind and decide you're no longer very interesting, you end up with a full-blown identity crisis.

When you have a feeling about someone and you find out the feeling is true, its a good thing and a bad thing too. It's nice to know your gut is right, but it's terrible to know you're not wanted, especially when there's nowhere else to go

If a writer writes poems and short stories and novels, but nobody ever reads them, is she really a writer?

Make sure you have people who love you, the real you, not the Instagram you.

He had sacrificed so much -- And now? What if not even all that was enough to quiet that voice....the voice that said, 'You're not worthy, you don't deserve it, nothing you do will ever be enough.

my chest. All I'd wanted was for someone to be happy for me—happy with me, straight-up happy, not happy with questions, or happy with reservations, or happy but confused, or not happy at all . . . and there was no one in my life, including my husband, who fit the bill.

The borderline individual does not accept her own intelligence, attractiveness, or sensitivity as constant traits, but rather as comparative qualities to be continually re-earned

The whole world is sick...we've all got this pathetic need to be seen. We're a bunch of fucking toddlers trying to get attention.

I wanted to see who I was, without using another person's love for me as a measurement of my value.

Subhash was angry with himself for going along with it. For still needing to prove he could. He was sick of the fear that always rose up in him: that he would cease to exist, and that he and Udayan would cease to be brothers, were Subhash to resist him.

This stationery store has been one of my haunts for years. When I was a young girl I'd go there to get what I needed for school, then for college, and now for teaching. Every purchase, however mundane, makes me happy. Each item validates my life somehow.

We do an epically bad job of acknowledging one another's work and checking our sources.

It's my experience that very few writers, young or old, are really seeking advice when they give out their work to be read. They want support; they want someone to say, "Good job."

It's enormously cheering to get a good review by someone who seems to understand your work.

It's always nice when people appreciate your work because it means you've affected them, which is great. And so that feels good.

When someone really respects and admires us as musicians to the extent that they want to work with us, it's really flattering.

You respect all of these people that you know in the business as actors. And they sort of turn around and say, we really like your work. It's a nice acknowledgment.

Look, I don't care if anyone likes me when it comes to my work. But I can be massively insecure in other parts of my life.

Success is fleeting. It may not have to do with you but how your work is received.

My work is received more intelligently in Europe.