Quotes About Validation

My father, Zeus, did not love me. The demigods at Camp Half-Blood did not love me. Python and the Beast and his comrades at Triumvirate Holdings did not love me. It was almost enough to make me question my self-worth. No, no. That was crazy talk.

The nicest thing you did was to take me seriously when a lot of people wouldn't have, but not too seriously, which was just right.

The more subtle inheritance of my strange childhood was the feeling, which we all shared to some extent, of believing we were never quite going about things correctly. Had I said the right thing? Had I worn the right clothes? Was I attractive? These questions were unsettling and self-absorbing, even overwhelming at times, and remained so throughout much of my adult life, until, at last, I grew impatient with dwelling on the past.

You just want to know that you're all right. You just want to feel all right." And now he dives into the sneer. Arty's sneer could flay a rhino. "That's all you need other people's love for!

But I had never caused my parents 'a minute's worry'. Didn't they know that worry proves you care? Didn't they realize that I needed their worry to assure myself that I was something?

But I had never caused my parents a minute's worry. Didn't they know that worry proves you care? Didn't they realize that I needed their worry to assure myself that I was worth something?

No one quite believed that freelancing and being a mother qualified as actual work.

I still struggle with the belief that I should be producing something more tangible or useful in the world. 'You should do work that makes a real difference,' scolds the voice in my head.... I worried I was being self- indulgent, spending hour after hour engaged in the slow, halting process of moving from experience to thought to word. What, really, was the point? Why would anyone else care? Why should I? I am coming to believe that there is room in the world for all our stories.

A lot of the time, how you were regarded at Hailsham, how much you were liked and respected, had to do with how good you were at "creating." Ruth

Do I pass, Dr. Saunders?

Why is it that every time a girl says a guy is bothering her, it's fluffed off with oh, he just likes you, as if that makes it okay?

What about me?" Corey said. "What's my superpower?" Silence fell. "Oh, come on. I'm good at a lot of stuff. Right?" More silence.

What about me?" Corey said. "What's my superpower?" Silence fell. "Oh, come on. I'm good at a lot of stuff. Right?" More silence. "You're cute," Hayley said. "Well, cute enough." "Fun to be around," I offered. "So I'm…a clown?

But he seemed to have a compelling need to feel special and be noticed by others all the time; and this drove him to create scenes.

To be completely stripped bare of any image power or my hair. To step onstage and get the response that I got blew any problems I had about self-image out the door.

Back in the East you can't do much without the right papers, but with the right papers you can do anything The believe in papers. Papers are power.

You are not what others think you are. You are what God knows you are.

If you can do nothing else, do whatever is in your power to make the people in your life feel completely unashamed of who they are.

Don't wait to receive until you feel worthy. Your self-esteem will go up as a result of receiving. ~Amanda Owen

Care about what other people think and you will always be their prisoner.

Reviews are for readers, not writers. If I get a bad one, I shrug it off. If I get a good one, I don't believe it

One of the many insights of Carl Rogers was that when people feel unacceptable they are immobilized, unable to change. It is, paradoxically, when people experience acceptance that they are freed to change.

It comes to pass oft that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood more approbation than ever proof itself would have earned him.

When I was in fifth grade, the class celebrated Valentines's Day by sending valentines to as many people as we wanted. If you were sweet on a girl, you would send one to her. You might send one to a friend on the football team telling him it was nice to be on the same team. I sent six valentines to myself so I would not be humiliated by receiving no valentines. Those were the only six valentines I received.