Quotes About Self-doubt

I'm not built that way, I'm not good at relationships. I'm not good at letting people in and keeping them. I don't know how.

I'm so pretty, it's hard for me to think of myself as intelligent.

Insecurity, thy name is teenager.

I was staring into a mirror, and I didn't like what I saw there.

Finally, I said, very quietly, 'I don't know if I'm one of the good guys anymore.

I'm so pretty, it's hard for me to think of myself as intelligent.

I have this sense of being a prematurely old man in a quarrel with himself over the worth of his life, a hopelessly bullshit notion.

Devi avere sempre ragione? , ricordai che John diceva. Era una lamentela, un'accusa, parte di una contesa. Non aveva mai capito che dentro di me non avevo mai ragione.

At nineteen I had wanted to write. At forty I still wanted to write, and nothing that had happened in the years between made me any more certain that I could.

I hate it when the voice inside my head chews me out.

Mas, ou muito me engano, ou acabo de escrever um capítulo inútil.

I could have been stronger," she said. "I wasn't enough to keep something so important.

a public persona that might be different from what we truly feel inside... everyone wonders if they are good enough, smart enough, pretty enough, no matter how old they are. It is an archetypical moral dilemma - Do you act like yourself and risk becoming an outcast?

Since it had gotten so quiet in the room that you could hear the sound of your own doubts...

You can believe, for example, that a dead-end job is a career. You can blame your ugliness for keeping people at bay, when in reality you're crippled by the thought of letting another person close enough to potentially scar you even more deeply. You can tell yourself that it's safer to love someone who will never really love you back, because you can't lose someone you never had.

Over-thinking always ruins you. It ruins the situation, twists things around, makes you worry and just makes everything much worse than it actually is.

Nothing sucks more than being disappointed with yourself. Why is it so hard to trust your instincts, I wonder.

Im over it. Get tired of everything that happens being my fault.

I hate being not good enough. Nothing I do is right. I'm so fu..ing over it. I want to get out of here.

Im breaking down because I'm sick of never being good enough, and I'm done trying to be.

Why did you stick me in self-deprecating bones and skin; do you hate me?

Was going to make facebook page but couldn't think of a self-description that wouldn't sound pathetic.

The greater the artist, the greater the doubt. Perfect confidence is granted to the less talented as a consolation prize.

It belongs to every large nature, when it is not under the immediate power of some strong unquestioning emotion, to suspect itself, and doubt the truth of its own impressions, conscious of possibilities beyond its own horizon.