Quotes About Self-doubt

It wasn't that he made her feel incompetent and unsure of herself and her tastes. It was the reverse. He knew nothing about anything, and she'd never really allowed herself to notice it until now.

You just… you just don't do anything. You get lost in your head, and you sit around thinking instead of getting on with something, and most of the time you think rubbish.

New forms of inadequacy I could live without, seeing as I didn't know what to do with the ones I was already aware of.

Self-consciousness is a man's worst enemy.

I've been thinking with my guts since I was fourteen years old, and frankly speaking, between you and me, I have come to the conclusion that my guts have shit for brains. I

Alone in my room, wrapped in a blanket, I whimpered and talked aloud to myself, recalling the lost glory of my youth when I considered myself, and was considered by others, a bright and capable person. It seemed that was all gone now.

It is impossible to distrust one's writing without awakening a deeper distrust in oneself.

It's always hard to remember love - years pass and you say to yourself, Was I really in love, or was I just kidding myself? Was I really in love, or was I just pretending he was the man of my dreams? Was I really in love, or was I just desperate?

What happens to me when I'm provoked is that I get tongue-tied and my mind goes blank. Then I spend all night tossing and turning trying to figure out what I should have said

I know, I said, but it scares me. It reminds me of my father. I'm not your father, said Mark. Repeat after me, 'Mark Feldman is not my father.' Mark Feldman is not my father, I said. Am I fat? said Mark. No, I said. Am I bald? No. Do I smell of Dr. Scholl's foot pads? No, I said. I rest my case, said Mark.

No, Bailey, you're not a coward, but you're constantly worried that you are. You're a champion worrier. And a woman, I think, who gives herself very little credit for her strengths, and has very little tolerance for her weaknesses. Self-judgmental.

There's never been anyone like you. I keep worrying that I'll make the wrong move.

It's discouraging not to be good at what you've chosen as your life's work. Your life is far from done, so you've more than time enough to choose again. And I'll wager you were better at it than you decided to believe.

Ale nie myli? si? co do kilku rzeczy. Jestem s?aba i g?upia. Jestem bezu?yteczna. Nie chroni?am dzieci, gdy mia?am taka okazj?.

occurred to him he wouldn't have to argue with himself the

That's how you know when you have thought too much-- when you become a dialogue between You'll probably lose and You're sure to lose.

My mind and gut are never simpatico: Every time I think somebody likes me, she doesn't; every time I think somebody doesn't like me, she does. This has never changed and I'm certain it never will.

Even the invisible are insecure. It's the most universal problem we have. It's so universal, it might not even count as a problem.

More and more, it feels like I'm doing a really bad impersonation of myself.

By the time you're thirty, your worst enemy is yourself.

I am not loved. I am not a beautiful soul. I am not a good-natured, giving person. I am not anybody's savior.

I spent my life attacking everything because I was too afraid to risk creating anything... Nothing was ever good enough, my mom says, so here at the end of my life, I'm left with nothing.

Why do I do anything? I'm educated enough to talk myself out of any plan. To deconstruct any fantasy. Explain away any goal. I'm so smart I can negate any dream.

the supreme manifestation of all his self-perceived shortcomings