Quotes About Self-doubt

I always hope people will like me, and I'm always afraid they will think I'm a fraud. I try harder than perhaps I should to make people like me, then it backfires. They think I'm a buffoon.

I was always behind in class. There was people in my class who was amazing at art, amazing at maths, amazing at English, but I wasn't clever with anything, even though I tried my hardest.

I can really harsh on myself.

Sometimes I feel like a has-been who never was.

Having been built in the fashion I was as a child - created and then deflated - has left me with a distinct feeling of failure. Because I did not live up to my precocity, I experience it to be like a cross between a has-been and a never-was.

I hate it when people tell you you're good when you know that you're not.

I hate auditioning so much.

Why was I considering retirement at the age of just 25? Because I really wasn't having fun on court.

I think we're all a little bit caught up in the drama inside our own heads.

I don't believe anyone wants to hear what I have to say.

I heat myself up over the fact that I am never going to be as good as I want to be.

For a long time, I didn't give anything my all. I was so afraid that I'd be crap, so I held myself back.

I don't think I am hero material.

I wish I had more of the hero gene, but I don't think I'd be very good at playing one.

I think for so long I've hidden. I think actually now I'm in the limelight, I don't want everyone who follows me to think I'm perfect.

I write a lyric, but when I reread it, I think it's awful and either hide it or crumple it up.

Everybody's got high expectations for me. I just don't want to let anybody down.

I have a lot of what you might call creative self-loathing - I have pretty high expectations, and they seem to consistently be higher than what I'm able to accomplish.

I wasn't highly touted coming out of high school, so it wasn't like I was expecting to get a lot of minutes. For me, I didn't know how good a player I was, even though I think I did decent as a freshman.

Luke Skywalker was twice the age of the ten-year-old vaporator, but much less secure.

But a child's belief in its own shortcomings is not much influenced by facts.

He wondered, as he had many times wondered before, whether he himself was a lunatic. Perhaps a lunatic was simply a minority of one.

The sense of being an impostor (what teacher has not felt it at times?) was heavy upon her.

Some said that he died with tears on his cheeks, his last words being the uncharacteristically hesitant, "I am perplexed." Others thought that his final utterance was the melancholic admission, "Sometimes I hate myself." His